When I first heard Steve had died I didn't believe it, and I still wake up in the morning thinking about how great the new episodes of The Crocodile Hunter are going to be then it hits me he's gone, anyway I wrote a letter to the family I thought you guys might enjoy reading.

The Irwin family,
Steve was a great man, and one of my heros. I know it sounds odd since I never had the opportunity of meeting him, but he changed my world. I remember when I was 8 The Crocodile Hunter had just premiered in the U.S. as soon as it was over I ran to my mom and said "Mommy I want to help animals when I grow up." and I still do. If it wasn't for Steve I would be more concerned with boys, hair, clothes, and mark-up. Loosing Steve was a tragedy, and it seems to get harder every day, when I watched the memorial service I cried, it was so lovely, but I don't think I could watch it ten million times without cring through the whole thing each time, especially when Bindi read her speach, every time I hear an Australian accent I cry which probably sounds stupid since again I never got to meet Steve. The first stage of grieving is always the hardest, and it will start to get easier. If I'm having this much trouble with loosing Steve I can't even imagine what you're going through. I had 14 years with my father, and I didn't think that was enough time, so 8, and almost 3 years defiantly isn't enough time. Maybe it's just me, but when I look at Bindi I see Steve, not just in appearance, but in personality too. Growing up in a zoo Bindi must love animals. It seems like she has her dad's sense of adventure too. I can only hope Terri will let her continue with her show so Bindi can teach a whole new generation about wildlife. Anyway I hope that one day I can visit the Australia Zoo.
With love
Jamie

I hope that doesn't sound stupid, I just didn't know how to express myself when I found out he died.