I’m still trying to process the news that Aron Eisenberg passed last night. The evolution of his Ferengi character, Nog, on Star Trek: Deep Space Nine had a lot of personal meaning for me, as I think was the case for anyone who’s ever had to stand toe-to-toe with someone and say “give me a chance to prove I’m more than what you think I am.”
It wasn’t too long ago that I had a chance to chat with him during the pre-show prep when he was on Mission Log Live, and he was a blast. I made sure to tell him at that time how much I’d enjoyed his work and what it meant to me, and normally, in my capacity on that show, I try not to fanboy out on the guests – if anything, I try to be kind of invisible; I’ve done live TV before. Any guests you have are there to talk to the talent, not the guy in the booth, and jumping into the middle of that without a really good reason can really mess up the mojo of a show.
But on this occasion, I couldn’t help it. I remember watching “It’s Only A Paper Moon” with someone special to me, and finally working up the nerve to pop the question a while afterward. Because I was kind of tired of the end-of-the-20th-century equivalent of living on the holodeck. Now…we all know that story may not have come to the neat, tied-in-a-bow ending that Hollywood tells you to expect. But I got a couple of really neat kids out of the deal, and to this day, they’re a huge part of what keeps me going. A story that kind of got kicked along by watching Vic Fontaine finally kick Nog out of the holosuite so he could start living again.
I’m glad I had the chance to talk to him one-on-one, even briefly. Aron will be very much missed.