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Post by Fairweather on Jan 16, 2009 14:55:54 GMT -5
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Post by puhlease on Jan 16, 2009 20:21:40 GMT -5
Yes, sad to me because I didn't even know he (or any of the great ones) was still alive. Another RIP, Ricardo Montalban passed away this week as well.
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Post by Fairweather on Jan 27, 2009 13:34:16 GMT -5
John Upd**e has died at the age of 76. news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20090127/ap_en_ot/obit_upd**eI've read several of Upd**e's "Rabbit" books, back in the ages dark. They were quirky and interesting, but, to me, not memorable. I don't come from that socioeconomic background, so I couldn't relate. Oh, for--don't those freakin' people who run Proboards KNOW that that is not a sexual reference unless it's spelled with a "y"? Give me a break.
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Post by moonstone on Jan 27, 2009 14:25:09 GMT -5
John Upd**e has died at the age of 76. news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20090127/ap_en_ot/obit_upd**eI've read several of Upd**e's "Rabbit" books, back in the ages dark. They were quirky and interesting, but, to me, not memorable. I don't come from that socioeconomic background, so I couldn't relate. Oh, for--don't those freakin' people who run Proboards KNOW that that is not a sexual reference unless it's spelled with a "y"? Give me a break. Tch, tch, tch. I read the Wiki entry on Upd*ke and was surprised to find that the only Upd*ke I've ever read was THE WITCHES OF EASTWICK, which I recall as a middling book, but which made a heck of a good film with Jack Nicholson, Michelle Pfeiffer, and Cher. In the 50's, Upd*ke was also editor in chief of the Harvard Lamp00n. I didn't know that both Andy Borowitz and Conan O'Brien also Lamp00n alumni. Maybe that says more about Upd*ke than any dry obituary could do.
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Post by Fairweather on Feb 17, 2009 11:46:31 GMT -5
A sad, sad ending to a sad, sad life-- I had seen on the news and the internet last week that Estelle Bennett, of the legendary sixties "girl group" the Ronettes, had been found dead in her home at the age of 67. But I had no idea that her life had gone so far downhill after the glory days. www.nytimes.com/2009/02/17/arts/music/17rone.html?_r=1&th&emc=thThis is heartbreaking--and sadly, not uncommon.
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Post by southern lady on Mar 1, 2009 6:56:23 GMT -5
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Post by g1 on Mar 1, 2009 10:00:26 GMT -5
Such an ambiguous legacy for Mr Harvey -- one must respect his commitment and longevity but wonder how much his air-tight world view contributed to the current state of the conservative movement.
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Post by moonstone on Mar 1, 2009 13:16:19 GMT -5
Such an ambiguous legacy for Mr Harvey -- one must respect his commitment and longevity but wonder how much his air-tight world view contributed to the current state of the conservative movement. Too easy. WAY too much. He was an odd case, that's for sure. Rest his soul.
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Post by Fairweather on Mar 2, 2009 11:48:19 GMT -5
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Post by Fairweather on Mar 3, 2009 15:37:56 GMT -5
Bear with me a little. I'm remembering a local man here.
Yesterday, here in my little corner of East Tennessee, we lost a World War II veteran. His story is legendary here in town, for he was not only a veteran but a survivor of a German POW camp. His plane was shot down in early 1944, if I recall aright, and he came home at the end of the war weighing less than a hundred pounds--horrifying, when you consider that he was a big man, tall, broad-shouldered, heavy of bone and muscle, when he went away.
Like most WWII vets--and survivors of the POW camps--he married. He and his wife were together over fifty years. They were realtors, and active in local politics, but their most visible activities were in the POW/MIA groups.
He wore his tattooed ID number until the day he died; he had a personalized license plate with that number; and every time I ever saw him he was wearing a POW/MIA bracelet bearing the name of a soldier who, unlike him, never came home. He knew, from his own experience, the suffering of POWs; and he knew, from his family's worry and prayers, how it was for the families of the lost.
A few years ago our town built a veterans' memorial on a hill beside Highway 411 North. No graves or anything, just a plaque thanking all our local veterans for their service, and walls of bricks inscribed with their names. Perhaps a bit pretentiously, we fly a giant garrison flag at this memorial.
Today, that flag is flying at half-staff in a cold north wind, in memory of Charles Lee. God rest his soul.
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Post by nanalinda on Mar 3, 2009 15:41:59 GMT -5
Bear with me a little. I'm remembering a local man here. Yesterday, here in my little corner of East Tennessee, we lost a World War II veteran. His story is legendary here in town, for he was not only a veteran but a survivor of a German POW camp. His plane was shot down in early 1944, if I recall aright, and he came home at the end of the war weighing less than a hundred pounds--horrifying, when you consider that he was a big man, tall, broad-shouldered, heavy of bone and muscle, when he went away. Like most WWII vets--and survivors of the POW camps--he married. He and his wife were together over fifty years. They were realtors, and active in local politics, but their most visible activities were in the POW/MIA groups. He wore his tattooed ID number until the day he died; he had a personalized license plate with that number; and every time I ever saw him he was wearing a POW/MIA bracelet bearing the name of a soldier who, unlike him, never came home. He knew, from his own experience, the suffering of POWs; and he knew, from his family's worry and prayers, how it was for the families of the lost. A few years ago our town built a veterans' memorial on a hill beside Highway 411 North. No graves or anything, just a plaque thanking all our local veterans for their service, and walls of bricks inscribed with their names. Perhaps a bit pretentiously, we fly a giant garrison flag at this memorial. Today, that flag is flying at half-staff in a cold north wind, in memory of Charles Lee. God rest his soul. Thank you, Katie. This touched my heart. Mr. Lee was a true hero.
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Post by moonstone on Mar 3, 2009 16:45:41 GMT -5
Bear with me a little. I'm remembering a local man here. Yesterday, here in my little corner of East Tennessee, we lost a World War II veteran. His story is legendary here in town, for he was not only a veteran but a survivor of a German POW camp. His plane was shot down in early 1944, if I recall aright, and he came home at the end of the war weighing less than a hundred pounds--horrifying, when you consider that he was a big man, tall, broad-shouldered, heavy of bone and muscle, when he went away. Like most WWII vets--and survivors of the POW camps--he married. He and his wife were together over fifty years. They were realtors, and active in local politics, but their most visible activities were in the POW/MIA groups. He wore his tattooed ID number until the day he died; he had a personalized license plate with that number; and every time I ever saw him he was wearing a POW/MIA bracelet bearing the name of a soldier who, unlike him, never came home. He knew, from his own experience, the suffering of POWs; and he knew, from his family's worry and prayers, how it was for the families of the lost. A few years ago our town built a veterans' memorial on a hill beside Highway 411 North. No graves or anything, just a plaque thanking all our local veterans for their service, and walls of bricks inscribed with their names. Perhaps a bit pretentiously, we fly a giant garrison flag at this memorial. Today, that flag is flying at half-staff in a cold north wind, in memory of Charles Lee. God rest his soul. Thank you, Katie. This touched my heart. Mr. Lee was a true hero. Thank you, Linda. I couldn't have said it better myself. There aren't many left now like Charles Lee. My sincerest sympathies to you Katie, and thoughts and prayers to Mr. Lee's family.
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Post by Laura on Mar 3, 2009 17:04:09 GMT -5
Bear with me a little. I'm remembering a local man here. Yesterday, here in my little corner of East Tennessee, we lost a World War II veteran. His story is legendary here in town, for he was not only a veteran but a survivor of a German POW camp. His plane was shot down in early 1944, if I recall aright, and he came home at the end of the war weighing less than a hundred pounds--horrifying, when you consider that he was a big man, tall, broad-shouldered, heavy of bone and muscle, when he went away. Like most WWII vets--and survivors of the POW camps--he married. He and his wife were together over fifty years. They were realtors, and active in local politics, but their most visible activities were in the POW/MIA groups. He wore his tattooed ID number until the day he died; he had a personalized license plate with that number; and every time I ever saw him he was wearing a POW/MIA bracelet bearing the name of a soldier who, unlike him, never came home. He knew, from his own experience, the suffering of POWs; and he knew, from his family's worry and prayers, how it was for the families of the lost. A few years ago our town built a veterans' memorial on a hill beside Highway 411 North. No graves or anything, just a plaque thanking all our local veterans for their service, and walls of bricks inscribed with their names. Perhaps a bit pretentiously, we fly a giant garrison flag at this memorial. Today, that flag is flying at half-staff in a cold north wind, in memory of Charles Lee. God rest his soul. A very moving story Katie..thank you. As Moon said, there are not many heroes as Mr. Lee left in the world. Every Memorial Day they show veterans of WWII and every year the number of veterans is smaller. It will be a sad day when the last one is gone. RIP Mr. Lee and to you Katie..my sympathies as well as for his family and people in your town.
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Post by puhlease on Mar 3, 2009 17:10:12 GMT -5
Bear with me a little. I'm remembering a local man here. Yesterday, here in my little corner of East Tennessee, we lost a World War II veteran. His story is legendary here in town, for he was not only a veteran but a survivor of a German POW camp. His plane was shot down in early 1944, if I recall aright, and he came home at the end of the war weighing less than a hundred pounds--horrifying, when you consider that he was a big man, tall, broad-shouldered, heavy of bone and muscle, when he went away. Like most WWII vets--and survivors of the POW camps--he married. He and his wife were together over fifty years. They were realtors, and active in local politics, but their most visible activities were in the POW/MIA groups. He wore his tattooed ID number until the day he died; he had a personalized license plate with that number; and every time I ever saw him he was wearing a POW/MIA bracelet bearing the name of a soldier who, unlike him, never came home. He knew, from his own experience, the suffering of POWs; and he knew, from his family's worry and prayers, how it was for the families of the lost. A few years ago our town built a veterans' memorial on a hill beside Highway 411 North. No graves or anything, just a plaque thanking all our local veterans for their service, and walls of bricks inscribed with their names. Perhaps a bit pretentiously, we fly a giant garrison flag at this memorial. Today, that flag is flying at half-staff in a cold north wind, in memory of Charles Lee. God rest his soul. Just a part of what made them the greatest generation. Rest in peace, Mr. Lee.
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Post by Fairweather on Mar 9, 2009 19:48:18 GMT -5
Another great Grand Ol' Opry star gone: Hank Locklin, whose biggest hits were from the 1950s--"Please Help Me, I'm Fallin'" and "Send Me the Pillow (That You Dream On)"--died yesterday at his home in Brewton, AL. He was still performing in this--his 91st year. RIP.
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Post by moonstone on Mar 9, 2009 19:50:47 GMT -5
Another great Grand Ol' Opry star gone: Hank Locklin, whose biggest hits were from the 1950s--"Please Help Me, I'm Fallin'" and "Send Me the Pillow (That You Dream On)"--died yesterday at his home in Brewton, AL. He was still performing in this--his 91st year. RIP. www.youtube.com/watch?v=3nj-KarqMjISorry to hear that. I can hear both of those songs in my head. This is Please Help Me.
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Post by moonstone on Mar 9, 2009 19:52:09 GMT -5
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Post by Fairweather on Mar 9, 2009 20:02:54 GMT -5
Thanks, Moon. May I borrow these links for a little RIP at FW?
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Post by moonstone on Mar 9, 2009 20:04:01 GMT -5
Thanks, Moon. May I borrow these links for a little RIP at FW? Of course. There may be better ones, but I was in a hurry.
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Post by Fairweather on Mar 9, 2009 20:08:01 GMT -5
One other: "It's A Little More Like Heaven." www.youtube.com/watch?v=twQsM6_Qi2oThis one, from 1958, has, like "Send Me the Pillow", guitar work from Chet Atkins, while "Please Help Me, I'm Fallin'" features, if I remember right, Floyd Cramer on piano.
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Post by Fairweather on Mar 12, 2009 18:27:28 GMT -5
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Post by Fairweather on Mar 14, 2009 16:55:03 GMT -5
news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20090314/ap_en_mu/obit_livingstonAlan Livingston, who created the character Bozo the Clown and signed the Beatles to Capitol Records, has died at age 91. Sorry, people, but I took one look at Bozo's picture with Mr. Livingston and had a flashback of Tim Curry in Stephen King's IT--and then to John Wayne Gacy. EEEEYYYYYYAAAAHHHHHH!!!
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Post by pattycake on Mar 16, 2009 5:08:20 GMT -5
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Post by moonstone on Mar 16, 2009 6:59:11 GMT -5
Thanks, Patty. Esophageal cancer is one of the worst. He seems to have hung on a long time. The truly sad thing in the article, though, is how he was ostracized in Hollywood for changing his political point of view after September 11. Everyone is entitled to their political views. Rest in peace, Ron Silver.
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Post by Laura on Mar 16, 2009 13:23:13 GMT -5
Thanks, Patty. Esophageal cancer is one of the worst. He seems to have hung on a long time. The truly sad thing in the article, though, is how he was ostracized in Hollywood for changing his political point of view after September 11. Everyone is entitled to their political views. Rest in peace, Ron Silver. Sad to hear this news. He evidently was a great friend of Morning Joe. Joe and Mika mentioned him several times during the show. Who cares if he changed his beliefs from one political party to another. As you said Moon, it's everyone's right to their beliefs. He was a great actor and will be missed.
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