Eugene Patton, the Dancing Machine, April 25, 1932-March 9, 2015.
Gene was infectious! Gene was on fire! Gene was the best ever!
He’s gone now, and another light has gone out. He had not been dancing (on his feet at least) in a while, and had not been on television since I was kid (unless you’re a game show network junky), but whenever I hear Count Basie’s “Jumpin’ at the Woodside” I am compelled to get up and do a shuffle.
You doubt what I say? Why, when Gene hit the stage women would fling their shirts off in glee! People would throw things! And Chuck would pee his pants!
Ah, it was the best of times. We miss you Gene. Ask Gabriel to learn a Basie tune or two.
No more Peter since December 14th 2013. Mr. O’Toole was captain, colonel, general, lord, don, professor, governor, president, emperor, bishop, caesar, duke, prophet, pope, and king; but he’ll always be Lawrence to me. Bye, ol’ chap. We’ll miss you.
Ray Harryhausen, June 29, 1920 – May 7, 2013
Everyone in the movie theater knew Ray’s creatures were animated miniatures filmed one frame at a time, but they were magic. I am still more engaged by Harryhausen’s beasties than all the whiz-bang cgi effects and slow motion kung fu mayhem of today’s blu-ray distopia.
Phyllis Ada Driver, July 17, 1917 – August 20, 2012, a.k.a Phyllis Diller
Diller’s spazed out hair and slow self deprecating chuckle on Rowan and Martin’s Laugh-In is indelibly etched in my brain even if I was too young to understand the jokes.
Robert George “Joe” Meek , 5 April 1929 – 3 February 1967
Joe Meek never met a thermionic valve he didn’t like.
John Graham Mellor, 21 August 1952 – 22 December 2002, a.k.a. Joe Strummer
Sometimes a hoot and holler about what’s going wrong gets a little airplay.
If there is anyone who really could have and maybe would have faked his own death on a lark, it’s this guy. Bye, Andy. I really would like to believe you are still waiting for the finale.
Jan. 1 1935 – Aug. 12 1990
Your cat drawings are entertaining, but I really wish more people would see your other cartooons. Some of them bring me to tears. Thank you for all the fun.
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9 October 1944 – 27 June 2002
I haven’t smashed my head against the wall for eleven years now.
Jim Henson – Sept. 24, 1936 – May 16, 1990
When Jim Henson died my jaw dropped. I just couldn’t believe Kermit was no more. Sure, someone else is working the puppet now, but Kermit will never be the same.