Spock was my favorite. As a church kid, he gave me permission to be skeptical. As a shy kid, he taught me that being aloof was a special power. I have no idea how logical Mr. Nimoy was, but when he put on the blue shirt, he glued me to my seat to see what ethical dilemma Spock was going to solve with one eyebrow tied behind his back.
When an elective came up in high school called "Ethics and Logic," I had no idea what the class was about, but I signed up for it, just for that word, "Logic." That's where I learned about Kierkegaard.
"That is the exploration that awaits you! Not mapping stars and studying nebula, but charting the unknown possibilities of existence."