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May 30, 2008


Another amazing post. I loved Harvey Korman on the Carol Burnett show. I would love to read the letter he sent you.

I wrote Korman a letter when I was a kid and received one in return that I will have to hunt down.

LOL! How did I know you'd write that?

Looking forward to fact, came right over here today because I knew you'd write something about Harvey Korman.

When I heard the news this morning that Harvey Korman had died, my first thought was that I couldn't wait to read your blog to see what you had written. Thanks again for the continued thoughtful insight.

Imagine my surprise seeing my quote at the top of your post! It's not that you're celebrity obsessed's that you have the most touching way of writing about the people who have brought joy, laughter, and music to our lives. And judging by the couple of comments before mine...I'm not the only one who feels that way! Thanks for another great post.

Harvey Korman was one of a kind.
Thank you for posting the video of "Went With the Wind". I hadn't seen it in years, but I clicked on your link and watched it now. Best laugh I've had in days!

Like someone else said, when I heard Harvey Korman had died my first thought was of your blog and what you would say about his life and career. Not because Jew Eat Yet is *the place* for celebrity obits but mostly because you tend to chronicle those icons that had an impact on people of "our age" in a manner so meaningful to all of us. And we've lost so many of our "icons" this past year, Dick Martin, Korman, and Suzanne Pleshette, plus "our friends" Brett and Charles. I've certainly been feeling my age lately and I'm sure I'm not alone.

Could relate to your comment about those who offered their sympathy to your sister's friend who loved Elvis. People did the same thing with my sister-in-law when The Grateful Dead's Jerry Garcia died. My sis-in-law was pretty devastated, too. I could never understand this sort of "intense" thing at all but it does happen.

Last year when Brett Somers died several people, including one of my co-workers, offered their sympathies to me in a similar manner. I found it somewhat peculiar but they were sincere and at least they were being sympathetic about someone I actually knew, although she wasn't family. Many of them had read things I'd written and remembered that we were acquainted, I suppose.

More odd was a woman I ran into yesterday at a Pittsburgh movie theater who, when I said hello, blurted out, "Oh, Harvey Korman died!" I was a bit taken aback as she didn't even say "Hi, how are you?" first but, I guess she, too, was remembering some of my past writings about 70s pop culture and the passing of another great comedian from our common past was thus the first thing that entered her mind (?!)

I admired Sydney Pollack and enjoyed him as an actor, too, seeing him most recently as the amoral law firm partner in last year's Michael Clayton. I had never heard of Earle Hagen until I read his obituary but now I know that my life was enriched by his work.

Just last week, very near the first anniversary of Charles Nelson Reilly's death, the only remaining movie theater in downtown Pittsburgh showed the film of his one-man show Life of Reilly. How great it was to join the crowd in laughing and applauding Charles again. What a wonderful legacy all of these people have left for each of us to continue to enjoy.

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