The actor who played loveable nerd Samuel “Screech” Powers on Saved By the Bell has died at age 44. 

Dustin Diamond revealed he had cancer just last month after he was admitted to a Florida hospital with severe pain. 

Diamond’s spokesperson told NBC News in a statement today: “We are saddened to confirm of Dustin Diamond’s passing on Monday, February 1st, 2021 due to carcinoma. He was diagnosed with this brutal, relentless form of malignant cancer only three weeks ago. In that time, it managed to spread rapidly throughout his system; the only mercy it exhibited was its sharp and swift execution. Dustin did not suffer. He did not have to lie submerged in pain. For that, we are grateful. ”

Diamond was beloved by ’90s kids for his role as Zack Morris’s best friend at Bayside High, and his antics brought many of the laughs on the long-running show. Saved By the Bell has been in the news again recently, as NBC announced a reboot of the show will stream on Peacock in the fall

Fans and friends on social media expressed their shock and grief over Diamond’s sudden passing.

Co-star Mario Lopez, who played A.C. Slater, shared a photo and his condolences on Instagram Monday afternoon. 

Twitter fans shared memories and photos of the actor’s too-short life, too. 

Thanks for the laughs, Screech, may you rest in peace. 

 

 

 

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Carolyn has served as Editor-in-Chief of Her View From Home since 2017. A long time ago, she worked in local TV news and fell in love with telling stories—something she feels grateful to help women do every day at HVFH. She lives in flyover country with her husband and five kids but is really meant to be by the ocean with a good book and a McDonald's fountain Coke. 

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