Surely one of life’s greatest disappointments is when our heroes let us down. We build an image of the person and hold them to it. When they fall short, it shakes us. Given the high standard the title "hero" implies, a moment’s thought would reveal that this disappointment is what happens more often than not.
On the flip side, when our heroes live up to or even exceed our image of them, what a wondrous moment. That was what happened for my wife recently, and all our family was touched and uplifted by it.
While in Broken Hill recently, Lib wanted to call into the Jack Absalom gallery. She had been in love with his art since school, and done projects on him etc. That's understandable given the beauty, accessibility and topic of his work. Jack greeted us at the door and immediately engaged Lib and the kids like they were old friends. He gave Jon a coaster to keep his "whiskey" on and then included Zena, giving her one too. He talked to Lib about his work, his life, art in general and Broken Hill in particular. He was just a top bloke.