From Volume 1103 - They
did well
Funnyman Buddy Hackett Dies at 78
Excerpt:
Comedian Buddy Hackett, who appeared for
more than 50 years as a top act in nightclubs,
TV and movies, died at his LA home late
Sunday or early Monday. He was 78.
In the beginning, his material was suitable
for family audiences, but in later years nightclubs
advertised his show "For Mature Audiences
Only." His performances in those days were
noted for their prolific use of four-letters
words at a time when that just wasn't done.
Buddy Hackett was a giant. He had
a face for comedy, and he delivered the goods.
He's one of those rare people, like Robin
Williams or Jon Stewart, who was always funny.
I'm surprised this next story didn't make
the obit. I can't even tell you the decade, it was
probably the late seventies, but he was
a semi-regular on Johnny Carson.
One night, Carson went to a commercial,
and when they came back, Johnny and the entire
studio audience was in such an uproar they
had to delay the show for a few minutes.
Buddy used to tell these loooong stories,
but the punchline was always a killer.
This particular story was too much for
TV, but the crowd got to hear it.
They were doubled over for so long, Johnny
kept apologizing for not being able to compose
himself, saying, "Oh,
how I wish we could tell that story on the air." They
talked about
that one appearance on Carson for years,
and I never got to hear the joke.
Any chance someone out there knows what
joke he told?
I'm almost 50, and owned two nightclubs
- I think I can handle it now...
Also surprising that Vegas wasn't in the
obit.
After Buddy turned blue, (in what, the
late sixties?) Vegas was his bread & butter.
His best stuff couldn't be told on TV,
so where else could he go?
Just guessing, but back in the days when
Richard Pryor and Redd Foxx were working blue,
there weren't many white comics doing strong
material besides Buddy Hackett.
I'll miss Buddy Hackett. He was a
giant.
In Memory
Buddy
Hackett
http://www.suprmchaos.com/bcEnt-Tue-070103.index.html
To whomever wrote those kind words about Buddy ...thanks
...here's some more thoughts you might like.
Dear Friends & Fans,
Comedian Buddy Hackett passed away Monday June 30, 2003. The outpouring
of love, warmth
and support has been overwhelming. So many have reached out to share their
thoughts, feelings and
personal experiences of how my father touched their life in some way. Your
kind words and thoughts
have brought great comfort to my family and me.
Memorial Services were held July 3, 2003.
These are the words I spoke. The text in italics I spoke in his voice.
Thank you all, so much.
With Heartfelt Gratitude,
Sandy Hackett
My phone rang the other day, ..the way it's rung a thousand times before.
I said hello and the voice on the other end said:
"This guy goes into a library and the librarian says may I help you? The
guy says do you have any books on suicide?
She says yeah they are in the back under S. So he goes to the
back of the library and comes back to the librarian
and says there's nothing there. The librarian says I guess they don't bring
them back."
Dear Dad,
The time you've prepared me for my whole life is finally here. The time
when you wouldn't be here and I would be
on my own. I've gotta tell you, it's starting off pretty good. The place
is packed! You're still a draw. I wish you were
here to see it. Everybody's here, and anybody who's not, is probably there
with you.
My phone rang the other day…..the way it had rung a
thousand times before.
I said hello and the voice on the other end said
"This guy called me today to ask how what I attribute the success of my
marriage to your mother for over 40 years.
I said simple I just don't go into her side of the house."
Dear Dad,
I know between you and me everything has already been said, but I thought
for those who showed up today
I'd say it so they knew.
First thanks for being a terrific father and friend, , my teacher, my mentor,
my inspiration, my guide, my own
personal encyclopedia and resource center. My best friend. Thanks for saving
me from hundreds maybe even
thousands of mistakes. Thanks for saving me from myself.
My phone rang the other day..the way it had rung thousands of times before.
I said hello and the voice on the other end said
"This guy goes into a pharmacy and asks for a vial of Cyanide. The pharmacist
says what do you need it for.
He says, "I want to kill my wife." the pharmacist says, " Sorry Sir, but
you will have to understand under such
circumstances I can't sell you any Cyanide." The guy reaches into
his wallet and produces a photo of his wife.
The pharmacist says, I didn't realize you had a prescription."
Dear Dad, Thanks for always being there for me when I needed you and even
when I didn't.
Thanks for teaching me Right from Wrong, Truth from Lies, and Fact from
Fiction.
My phone rang the other day..the way it had rung a thousand times before.
I said hello and the voice on the other end said
"A journalist interviews a man who has been praying at the Wailing Wall
for over twenty years. He says
I pray morning, noon and night. In the morning I pray for world peace,
midday I pray for the end of disease
and hunger, and at night I pray specifically for peace between the Palestinians
and Israelis. The journalist says
"Wow! That is so noble. What is it like for you to pray morning, noon and
night for so many years?"
The man says "Tell you the truth, it's like talking to a fucking wall!"
Dad, Thanks for a terrific mother and two wonderful sisters. Thanks for
sharing not only yourself; but also
so many wonderful people in your life with me. Thanks for always making
me feel that Mom, Ivy, Lisa,
and Me were always the most important things in your life.
My phone rang the other day..the way it had rung a thousand times before.
I said hello and the voice on the other end said
"They're roasting Larry Flynt the publisher of Hustler magazine. Here's what I got so far.
I have been friends with Larry a long time. Years ago I posed naked for
his magazine and he put a staple
thru my prick. The worst part, he only needed one staple. I am now at the
point where I don't know if I want
to end my friendship with Larry or get rid of my dick anyway I pulled the
staple out of my dick and now
I pee better but my ass fell off on the floor.
"What can we say about a man who is totally obsessed with the female body-
only thinks about naked women,
legs spread apart and clitoris firm and erect. Well enough about me, let's
talk about Larry-
The man who supplies me with all those pictures. But how can I knock a
man who lost his virginity to Bela Abzug.
He had four dates with her before he could talk her into giving him a blow
job. And in the middle she sneezed -
and that's what put him in the wheel chair. Well we all have our own medical
problems"
The phone rang yesterday a thousand times with a thousand callers expressing their love and adoration for you.
Dad, Thanks for giving me a sense of self. Thanks for guiding me to become
the person I am today.
Thanks for a life of love and a lifetime of laughter. .I love you, and
I miss you.
The phone rang last night while I was sleeping and I answered it like a
thousand times before.
I said hello and a voice said "I just called
to tell you I'm OK"...