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What a great eulogy!It's finally hit me. I am really going to die someday. I always try to pretend it wont happen, or ignore the thoughts creeping into my head. But this is the last straw. If the second best person after Jesus, but before Mr Rogers, is gone, we're all doomed
Sad news.
I watched a couple of his appearances as a guest on the Tonight Show with Johnny Carson yesterday. Two funny guys cracking each other upSad news.
"The Bob Newhart Show" in which Newhart played the Chicago psychologist Bob Hartley, married to Emily (Suzanne Pleshette), is probably my all-time favorite TV comedy. (I was surprised to see in a ranking by Rotten Tomatoes that it ranked in only the high 40s.)
It's rather ironic that the last episode of that show that I "interacted with" via Google search earlier this summer is titled "Death Be My Destiny". (My wife watches a weekly online quilting FaceBook "program" in which the host says "Caw! Caw!" when ever she uses a certain pair of birdlike scissors, and I told my wife that was a line from the Bob Newhart Show. So I had to find it for her.)
Early in the episode, Bob almost falls down the elevator shaft in the reception area of his office, and goes home to tell Emily about it.
Bob: Emily, I was almost touched by Father Death.
Emily: That's Father Time, Bob. It's Old Man Death.
Bob: No, it's Old Man River.
Emily: You sure?
Bob: Well, whoever he was, Emily, I felt icy fingers up and down my spine.
Emily: That's Old Black Magic!
Bob becomes obsessed with symbols of death, recounting a dream to Emily:
Bob: I was in this rowboat, on this empty lake, and there was a vulture perched on the rowboat. And he kept going, "CAW, CAW!"
Emily: I don't think vultures go, "CAW, CAW!"
Bob: Emily, do you mind? It was my nightmare! Anyway, he was going, "CAW, CAW!" And then, all of a sudden, the boat seemed to glide by itself to this island. And the only person there was this tall, gaunt man, and he was dressed all in black.
Emily: Did he have a guitar?
Bob: No.
Emily: (a little disappointed) Oh, I thought it might have been Johnny Cash.
Bob: He was wearing a hood. In one hand, he had a tombstone, and in the other hand, he had an hourglass, and the sand was running out. And in the other hand he had a sickle.
Emily: He had three hands?
Bob: He had four hands. The other was flipping a coin. Then his face loomed out of the fog, and he said two words to me.
Emily: What did he say?
Bob: "Hi, Bob."
Near the end of the episode, Bob thinks he's conquered his fear until the elevator he wants to take down to go home contains only a shadowy figure dressed all in black, who is identified in the end of episode credits as Dave Death.
Not my all-time favorite episode, but it's a pretty good one!
- GT
I might just have to play a game of "Hi, Bob." this evening in his honor. It's been years. (decades, actually)Sad news.
"The Bob Newhart Show" in which Newhart played the Chicago psychologist Bob Hartley, married to Emily (Suzanne Pleshette), is probably my all-time favorite TV comedy. (I was surprised to see in a ranking by Rotten Tomatoes that it ranked in only the high 40s.)
It's rather ironic that the last episode of that show that I "interacted with" via Google search earlier this summer is titled "Death Be My Destiny". (My wife watches a weekly online quilting FaceBook "program" in which the host says "Caw! Caw!" when ever she uses a certain pair of birdlike scissors, and I told my wife that was a line from the Bob Newhart Show. So I had to find it for her.)
Early in the episode, Bob almost falls down the elevator shaft in the reception area of his office, and goes home to tell Emily about it.
Bob: Emily, I was almost touched by Father Death.
Emily: That's Father Time, Bob. It's Old Man Death.
Bob: No, it's Old Man River.
Emily: You sure?
Bob: Well, whoever he was, Emily, I felt icy fingers up and down my spine.
Emily: That's Old Black Magic!
Bob becomes obsessed with symbols of death, recounting a dream to Emily:
Bob: I was in this rowboat, on this empty lake, and there was a vulture perched on the rowboat. And he kept going, "CAW, CAW!"
Emily: I don't think vultures go, "CAW, CAW!"
Bob: Emily, do you mind? It was my nightmare! Anyway, he was going, "CAW, CAW!" And then, all of a sudden, the boat seemed to glide by itself to this island. And the only person there was this tall, gaunt man, and he was dressed all in black.
Emily: Did he have a guitar?
Bob: No.
Emily: (a little disappointed) Oh, I thought it might have been Johnny Cash.
Bob: He was wearing a hood. In one hand, he had a tombstone, and in the other hand, he had an hourglass, and the sand was running out. And in the other hand he had a sickle.
Emily: He had three hands?
Bob: He had four hands. The other was flipping a coin. Then his face loomed out of the fog, and he said two words to me.
Emily: What did he say?
Bob: "Hi, Bob."
Near the end of the episode, Bob thinks he's conquered his fear until the elevator he wants to take down to go home contains only a shadowy figure dressed all in black, who is identified in the end of episode credits as Dave Death.
Not my all-time favorite episode, but it's a pretty good one!
- GT
There is nothing better than having your kids succeed in their endeavors, in a constructive and joyous way!!!To comment on some earlier posts, I think it is healthy to step away from social media now and then. Aside from a casual Instagram, I don't have much else aside from the forums here and make no mistake, this is absolutely social media. I just like to think that it is social media for the thinking person, the folks that appreciate substance in their online interactions. Breaks are good though and I've found them to be healthy. Hopefully no one here makes them permanent though; like with any community, its value is determined by its participants.
In days like these, I've found it good to focus on the happier things.
For example, my oldest just graduated and is off to the college of his choice come next month to pursue degrees in physics and mechanical engineering. My youngest happens to be a very hard worker, maintaining excellent grades, playing on multiple sports teams, caring for her horse, and she just started a summer job driving tractors for a local trucking company. She has a few more years of high school yet but I am excited to see where she goes from here.
My kids are awesome and they make me happy, which pretty much outshines any negativity that the world seems to throw our way with relative abandon.
Congrats to your son, Dylan. My kids and grandkids are my pride and joy. They keep the rest of the world at bay.To comment on some earlier posts, I think it is healthy to step away from social media now and then. Aside from a casual Instagram, I don't have much else aside from the forums here and make no mistake, this is absolutely social media. I just like to think that it is social media for the thinking person, the folks that appreciate substance in their online interactions. Breaks are good though and I've found them to be healthy. Hopefully no one here makes them permanent though; like with any community, its value is determined by its participants.
In days like these, I've found it good to focus on the happier things.
For example, my oldest just graduated and is off to the college of his choice come next month to pursue degrees in physics and mechanical engineering. My youngest happens to be a very hard worker, maintaining excellent grades, playing on multiple sports teams, caring for her horse, and she just started a summer job driving tractors for a local trucking company. She has a few more years of high school yet but I am excited to see where she goes from here.
My kids are awesome and they make me happy, which pretty much outshines any negativity that the world seems to throw our way with relative abandon.
I'm glad life is good buddyTo comment on some earlier posts, I think it is healthy to step away from social media now and then. Aside from a casual Instagram, I don't have much else aside from the forums here and make no mistake, this is absolutely social media. I just like to think that it is social media for the thinking person, the folks that appreciate substance in their online interactions. Breaks are good though and I've found them to be healthy. Hopefully no one here makes them permanent though; like with any community, its value is determined by its participants.
In days like these, I've found it good to focus on the happier things.
For example, my oldest just graduated and is off to the college of his choice come next month to pursue degrees in physics and mechanical engineering. My youngest happens to be a very hard worker, maintaining excellent grades, playing on multiple sports teams, caring for her horse, and she just started a summer job driving tractors for a local trucking company. She has a few more years of high school yet but I am excited to see where she goes from here.
My kids are awesome and they make me happy, which pretty much outshines any negativity that the world seems to throw our way with relative abandon.
Social, rather than antisocial!
Ditto.
Speaking of plagues on the modern world ...
I wouldn't have thought you'd have time for anything else Gary!
That's very annoying, I hope your wife's symptoms are mild, and that you don't get it too my friend
Sorry to hear that, Gary. Hope you both fare well and recover quickly. My wife and I managed to dodge the COVID-19 bullet until last fall when we returned from Italy with it. It's unfortunately still out there.
Oh yeah, Jack, there's that too!I wouldn't have thought you'd have time for anything else Gary!
We'll be raising smoke, for sure.