http://www.hollywoodreporter.com/news/cynthia-lynn-dead-hogans-heroes-687860
In a world where certain voices are instantly recognisable…
Hal Douglas, movie trailer voceover artist.
It may be wrong of me, but I feel that the world is suddenly a happier place:
Westboro church founder Fred Phelps dies
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John Pinette. I have his 3 DVD’s and Gratch and I went and saw him live once. Absolutely hilarious.
I grew up on Mickey Rooney movies! I actually thought he’d passed away a while ago. 93 is not a bad age to go.
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I don’t know much about what Mickey Rooney was like as an actor or as a person. But when recorded his lines for the Simpsons episode he was in, he announced he would only do two takes. The problem was that the first time he recorded it, he got it wrong. And when he recorded the line the second time and got it wrong again, Nancy Cartwright had to fake a sneeze to ruin his take and get him to do it again. He got it right after that.
From Nancy Cartwright’s My Life as a Ten-Year-Old Boy.
A big part of Spartan Nation, but just a little girl. She really taught us so much in her short time here.
Holy crap she looks almost exactly like my daughter.
The LA Times did an okay job, but they couldn’t convey the man. I will never stop missing him.
I’m so sorry for your loss, Datababe.
Err… That isn’t a common last name. You didn’t happen to have relatives in a suburb north of San Francisco, did you? I grew up across the street from a family with that name.
So sorry to hear that, Datababe - he sounds like a remarkable man.
I’m so sorry to hear that DB. I’ve been wondering where you’d gone off to. Now I know.
We took his ashes out to sea yesterday as per his wishes, and a perfect if heart-wrenching ceremony was capped with a missing-man tribute by a squadron of WWII fighter planes. Dad would have loved it.
Nabiki, there have been Pucketts from my clan scattered about the Bay Area from time to time, including both my brothers and myself (many years ago!), but I don’t think any of us lived there long enough for someone to grow up across the street.
And I don’t think it was that many years ago…how old are you again?? =8-0
The Pucketts were the only family to live in the area longer than me. Mrs. Puckett passed away last year, having lived there for nearly 50 years. Guess they’re not related to you.
My old boss and mentor at the job I held when I started posting here died Saturday at around noon. 62 years old, and it wasn’t the smoking, women, or drinking that killed him, but the lack of a colonoscopy.
Finding out you have cancer after it’s already Stage IV is kind of pointless. Leaves behind four sons and a couple grandkids.
The only regret I have is that I didn’t go see him the last month he was alive. I went to a couple group things where he was and people were saying bye, but I couldn’t visit on my own. What do you say to someone that you know is dying? I need to get better at that, it’s not like fewer people are going to die as I go on in life.
In a year and a half I’ve lost two close friends, 41 seems young to have people start dropping like flies.
My folks have been to something like 7 funerals since last fall. I think that includes the cat, but I’m counting him because he was with us for 19 years.
Ick, that’s a contest that I don’t want to win.
I think part of it is the surprise. One was shot and the other had surprise colon cancer. In 10 years I’m not sure if there will be anyone left at this rate. Time to make friends with boring young people.
The young people around here are so depressingly juvenile. Makes me glad that I’m approaching the “psychotic old man” stage of human evolution.
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