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Giving selflessly, listening to teenagers’ problems, and taking photos of kids and giving them to appreciative parents were the types of things that gave Wright a purpose in life, Duarte added. “That’s when he was at his happiest.”
His work with tenants’ rights followed his time at Dawson, as well as a stint tending bar and location scouting for the film industry. It was in the mid-’80s when Bennett, director of the Housing Hotline, received an unsolicited call from Wright to volunteer. A keen learner under Bennett, he became an expert in rental laws, regularly fielding 60 calls a day and working at weekend clinics.
He fought for condo conversion laws that protect tenants on the Island of Montreal and once negotiated for a downtown developer to pay $65,000 to buy an elderly tenant’s lease. “I’ve never seen a settlement like that before or since,” Bennett said.
With Bennett’s blessing, he and colleague Bob Jones started the Westmount Legal Clinic. Upon leaving, he provided the Housing Hotline with “an inch-and-a-half thick” training manual. “He made a major contribution to creating the whole hotline and clinic structure that we set up.”
Wright is survived by his five siblings: Rosemary Wright, Sandra Gilmer, Marlene Matwie, Michael Wright, and Melissa Demchyshen. His friends are looking at naming a park bench in his name and expect to soon launch a GoFundMe page.
Remembering David X
David X passed away on Sunday, October 11, 2020, at the age of seventy-one.
David is and always will be, a fighter.
Up until the very last moments of his life, he continued to rally with every fiber of his being.
As many who knew him will recount, he wasn't always the easiest person to get along with as the spirit of a fighter often comes with many casualties. But if he liked you, he would move heaven and earth to help.
He lived his life with three tenets that he repeated constantly: honesty, trust, and respect.
Goodbye David, and Thank you.
Dennis Murphy (BA 67), who played an integral role in advancing the reputation of Concordia’s Department of Communication Studies,
passed away on November 20, 2018, in Montreal. He was 72.
Remembering Roy Halladay
by Roger Senpai
Harry Leroy Halladay III, better known as Roy Halladay, died at the age of 40 on November 7, 2017. He was involved in a tragic plane accident he piloted in the Gulf of Mexico. He was born in Denver, Colorado on May 14, 1977, son of Roy II and Linda.
His love for baseball was profound at an early age. As a child, he would practice his pitching with Roy II in the basement during the harsh winter season in Arvada, the suburb of Denver he grew up in. His hard work, competitive spirit and ambition at a young age led him into Major League Baseball, where he was drafted by the Toronto Blue Jays in 1995. After spending three years training in the Blue Jays’ minor league, he became a starting pitcher for the team in 1998. He was a crucial player for the Blue Jays in the 2000s. In 2010 he was traded to the Philadelphia Phillies, spending four years with the team until his retirement in 2013. He achieved several accomplishments and milestones during his 16-year career, including 8 All-Star appearances, the Cy Young Award in 2003 and 2010, and his memorable “perfect game” on May 29, 2010 against the Florida Marlins.
Outside of the mound, he was known for being humble and respectful, never letting his success affect the way he treated others. In his final season in 2013, he signed a one-day contract with the Blue Jays so he could gracefully retire with the team he started his career with.
He is survived by his two sons, Braden and Ryan, and his wife, Brandy (Gates).
Before I was ever Frank Kermit, I was just Frank, a college student and young adult trying to figure things out.
It was while I was in college that I met Lily.
Such a sweet young lady, with a friendly smile.
It was a time when I was still trying to find myself and wasn't always the most calibrated person.
Lily never held that against me.
I will always remember her as the pretty young lady that was very friendly to me, in a time when a number of other people were not. She always complimented me on my eyes, and made me feel really special sometimes. She could make me smile on days that I didn't feel that I much to smile for.
Lily and I lost touch after college. After my surgery in 2015 and difficult recovery, I had always intended to look her up to see how she was doing, however, life got in the way and it never happened. I really wish now that I had.
To her family and friends, I wish all who knew her peace and healing.
Good-bye Lily, and Thank You.
Dear Friends,
Below is the cover of a book
that Lily Baranello wrote.
If you click on it, you will be able to buy a copy.
The Obituary
In Montreal, on Sunday, August 27, 2017 at the age of 46 years LILIANA BARANELLO passed away. She will be sadly missed by her husband Vittorio, her cherished son Marco, her parents Agostino and Antonia, her mother-in-law Rosalia (late Giuseppe), her brother Tony(Lily), her brothers-in-law Saverio (Claudia), Corrado (Domenica), Sandro (Rosa) and Johnny (Domenica), her numerous nieces and nephews, other relatives and friends.
Donations in her memory can be made to the MS - Multiple Sclerosis Society of Canada.
Remembering Fred Ward 1937- 2017
by Frank Kermit
Dear Friends,
I just found out this week that one of the most memorable Dawson College professors I ever had,
Fred Ward
passed away this week.
I was trying to track down a photo of him on the Internet,
to make an entry on my blog
but to no avail yet.
Fortunately, someone found my blog article on Fred Ward, and sent me a photo of him.
I am also going to ask anyone that would like to write something in memory of
Fred Ward
to please forward it to me, so I can post it here on the blog.
Thank You,
-Frank Kermit
One of the kindest souls. Listened to you attentively and always gave the best advice. Mr. Fred Ward was a Mentor, and a friend he will be greatly missed by his family and from all that had the privilege to know him. As for myself he has left an enormous mark on me and will forever be remembered as the professor that opened my mind and love for acting and for that I will forever be thankful. Godspeed kind sir.
-Paul Renis
I have copies to share if you have some ideas.
I recorded Fred reading many of his poems and I have made it available here: https://duende.bandcamp.com/album/fred-ward-reads-his-poems-to-ann-quin-and-larry-1966
Thank you for this appreciation and compilation concerning Fred.
-Larry Goodell
larrygoodell.com
For many of us, that inspiration was Fred Ward. Our teacher and our friend. A man larger than life and humble at the same time. Like most people, Fred's impact came when I was young and full of myself. His patience and subtle manner guided me to influence many decisions that led to being the person I am today. Every word I write, every frame I shoot has breath from Fred's kind soul.
He taught us how to be honest in our art and how that honesty will only make our work stronger. He was right.
There are so many things I want to say, but I'm not sure words could capture the man we loved dearly. So, true to Fred form, I'll stop trying to write and simply write.
I'm not sad by his loss, of course I wish for one more conversation with him--especially now that I'm a little smarter than before. But, I do consider myself very, very lucky to have met such a man and to have felt his love. Anyone who has had the privilege of spending even the briefest moment with the man feels the same.
By no means is any artist ever fully confident in his work, but Fred's impact was that he made us all comfortable enough in ourselves and our work that we persevere and continue expressing our passions. Fred taught us all to move beyond our fears, beyond our insecurities, he taught us to perform or to write with our hearts. And no matter where we all are in our lives, we all are better from having learned from him. Let's cherish his memory and allow his legacy to be the best of ourselves.
-M.J. Di Rocco
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Author of The Tale of Bunny The Frog
An extraordinary soul has passed and the world is poorer for his passing. Fred was not my schoolteacher, although he taught me more than many people. He was not my mentor, although his approval, encouragement, support and insight into my work meant the world to me.
Fred's brilliance, uniqueness, originality, kindness, modesty and attention to the human heart was unparalleled. He saw the world in a completely original way. Even his criticism of the world's craziness was tinged with deep, authentic humour and profound respect for human life. His spirituality was a light and a guide and shone on everything he did and everyone he loved. He touched and changed countless lives and inspired generations of young people to become the best they could be.
He helped people discover the talent and power that already lay within themselves, and put them in touch with it. The world will benefit from Fred's genius for generations to come. Fred was a giant. I will miss him deeply.
-Matthew
Fred Ward Art Work I’m saddened to read about the passing of Mr. Ward (that’s how I insisted to addressed him) even though he constantly insisted “please, its Fred” I felt that there was a real special importance to his presence which he truly deserved.
I had the pleasure of meeting him through his art work that he produced in his later years (around 1997). Each piece was as unique as he was, all the artwork that Mr. Ward produced came with a unique story about where each piece of handmade paper came from, explaining how it was formed and what it was made of (never forgetting to mention that it was purchased at the Japanese paper store right near Wilensky on Fairmount) his type written signature was always accompanied with a cite of one of his writings, the inspirations to his paper collages.
That was the beginning of our collaborative artistic bond, I was delighted to have the opportunity to frame many of his fine pieces. At that time, I was a small custom framing shop on Laurier Ave. one street south of Fairmount, we just clicked and saw eye to eye as to what type of message we could convey through each framing choice.
I was flattered when invited to attend one of his readings, now that was truly a captivating and mesmerizing experience (unforgettable)!
Mr. Ward came by to gift me one of his amazing pieces, I framed it just like “we” knew it should be, it hangs on my wall in my formal living room in a place of honor to this day.
When I closed down the custom framing business, (2006) we fell out of touch.
Many days I read the type written quote and depending on the circumstances, I could interpret it in many different ways ...today I understand its true meaning...
“Somewhere the same thing was the same thing stays That’s what remembering is.”
From the series: In An Elevator Crowd Mr. Frederick Ward, you will forever “stay” as one of my heartfelt memories.
-Kathleen Dimitriu
*****Editors Note:
If anyone reading this also has a sample of Fred Ward's art work, would you please send me a photo of it, and the story of how you acquired it from Fred (if you have one). Thanks!!
Fred Ward Biography as mentioned on:
http://blackcanadianpoetry.com/poet-bios/frederick-ward
Frederick Ward
Born: Kansas City, Missouri
June 1937
Attended:
Booker T. Washington grade school
Lincoln High School
University of Missouri, Kansas City Conservatory of Music
Advanced School of Contemporary Music (Toronto)
Taught at:
Dalhousie University (Halifax)
Dawson College (Montréal, Qc.)
Published by Tundra Books:
Riverlisp (1974)
Nobody Called Me Mine (1977)
A Room Full of Balloons (1981)
Frederick Ward has been described as “the most undeservedly unsung poet in all of English-Canadian literature” (Arc Poetry Magazine).
Born in 1937 in Kansas City, Missouri, the Black-American Ward came to Canada in 1970 – just passing through Halifax – and ended up staying. There he me met Black Nova Scotians recently turfed out of their old community – Africville – which was bulldozed by the city to make way for a dumpsite. Their stories became the basis of his 1974 novel, Riverlisp: Black Memories.
Ward now lives in Montreal where he is a theatre teacher at
Dawson College.
A review of Frederick Ward's Blind Man’s Blues
From: http://arcpoetry.ca/2009/08/07/frederick-wards-blistering-blues-excerpt/
Aug 7, 2009
Moira FarrThe most undeservedly unsung poet in all of English-Canadian literature is Frederick Ward. Born in Kansas City, Missouri, in 1937, he is African-American in heritage, and an expert partisan of many arts. Ward studied art at the University of Kansas and music at the University of Missouri. He learned jazz piano under the tutelage of Oscar Peterson. After slinging words as a Hollywood songwriter, Ward removed to New Mexico where he published, in 1964, his first book, a collection of poems, and then, in Detroit, in 1966, his edited anthology of nine Baha’i poets, including himself—and his great influence and inspiration, the masterful African- American, Afro-modernist Robert Hayden (1913-80). In 1970, en route to Sweden by ship, Ward was waylaid in Halifax, Nova Scotia, by a dock worker’s strike. Abandoning the vessel, Ward soon met dispossessed exiles from the recently assassinated-by-bulldozer community of Africville. His close listening to their stories helped to fuel his first novel, Riverlisp (1974), a Joycean and Jean Toomereque jazz-feast of Black English and psychedelic surrealism. Two more novels followed in 1977 and 1981, but then, save for occasional anthologizations of his scattered bits of new work, along with his arresting script for the National Film Board feature, Train of Dreams (1987), silence. Silence. A crisis of silence.
read more at the link above...
Comments about Fred Ward from students
on the site:
http://ca.ratemyteachers.com/frederick-ward/135649-t
Easily the best professor for the dramatic arts I ever had.
Phenomenally a brilliant man & exceptional character!
He is the best teacher I've ever had. :)
Fantastic teacher and man. Inspiring to say the least, he will care about you from the first minute to the last. HIGHLY recommended.
He inspired me in many ways. The best teacher in Professional Theatre by very far.
A truly beautiful human being and an interesting teacher to say the least :)
Very worldly and knowledgeable! Doesn't give too much work, is a fair marker and is very smart! Extremely recommended!
He is such a sweetheart. He tells so many interesting stories, that you hardly feel like you're in class, and he's unbelievably nice.
Amazing teacher, very inspiring, loved him!! easy going ... recommend 100%!!!!! I got a 95 in his class! he makes it extremely fun and easy
Very inspiring and motivational. Intellectual but very interesting. Definitely should take him... Made drama SO much fun!
Amazing man...I love him!
LOVE HIM!!!!!!!!!!! he knows so much about what he's doing. he knows exactly what he wants and class is amazingly fun....most inspiring teacher I've ever had!
Fred was the best teacher I've ever had. I love him. Great, great man and wonderful, inspiring teacher. Take him!
One of the most incredible teachers I've ever had!
Very good teacher! Makes you realize a lot of things we tend to neglect about life.
A really good teacher & all around nice guy. Motivating, interesting and honest.
The BEST teacher! Awesome, awesome guy!! Very fun class. You'll love him!
Been thinking recently, after having read John Milton’s sonnet
“On His Blindness” and reflecting on all of the family,
close friends, ex-colleagues, and even ex-students,
who have passed in these 72 years of my life – Jim Riga
LIFE REFLECTIONS
By Jim Riga
Call ‘life’ what you want; it's not the least bit fair,
It causes many people grief and despair.
Comprised of numerous ups and downs,
It makes some smile, and others frown.
It knows no borders, tribe or race,
Religion, culture, or color of face.
Yellow, red, brown or white,
It means nothing if you're dark or light.
Loved ones lost, friends gone too,
Look around; so alone are you.
Memories, though pleasant, now remain
Of days now filled with unbearable pain.
Joyous days of yesteryear
And times so filled with pleasant cheer
But now warm times seem all but gone
As time and life do venture on.
The times we knew when we were young
Fleeting as those smiles that sprung
From times when we were young and free
But now bring one much misery.
Now, seldom are those times of gold,
And more fleeting now as we grow old,
So live life now with an open heart,
For life goes on as more friends depart.
-Jim Riga
Copyright, July 17, 2017
Elvira Di Perna (born Giarrusso)
October 6, 1915 - 10 July 10, 2017
Passed away peacefully at Villa Forum Residence in Mississauga, Ontario on Monday, July 10th. just short of her 102nd. birthday.
Beloved wife of the late Damiano, loving mother of Nicholas (the late Maria), Civita (Joe) and Carmen (Joe). Cherished Nonna of Damian (Mary), Maria, Elvira, Robert (Cheryl), Nicky (Rina), Rosemarie (Paul), the late Stephen (Leanne), and 13 great grandchildren. She also leaves behind her beloved brothers and sisters in Montreal: Domenic (Anna), Assunta (Fortunato) and Victor (Elisa).
Elvira immigrated from Gaeta, Italy in 1949 with her children, to begin a new life with her family in Canada.
She was widowed two years later at the age of 36 and had to overcome many significant challenges in raising a family of three young children and to provide support to her brothers and sisters.
A family woman, the eldest of 13 children, who devoted her entire life in helping her children, grandchildren, as well as her brothers and sisters.
Elvira will be sadly missed and fondly remembered by her many family and friends.
Good bye Elvira, and Thank You.
A Tribute To Charles "Chuck" De Souza 1944-2017
by Jim Riga
It's been almost a week now since I lost one of my best friends,
Chuck, and it's extremely tough coping with the realization that I won't see him any more.
We had known each other for many, many years since we first met at Pius X in the early 70's.
Being in the same English department, and having seen each other quite often in miscellaneous activities, outside school hours, we quickly became buddies .... best friends ... brothers.
His memory is still so fresh, so alive in my mind.
They say that if you have 1 (one) "best friend" in your life, you're lucky.
I'm not talking about acquaintances or just friends. I'm talking about "best friends".
Well, I consider myself to be extremely fortunate in my life because I have had three;
two of them (Lenny & Chuck) have passed on, and it hurts! It hurts a lot .....
It always will.
So, if you are as privileged in life as I am, and you do have a "best friend", someone you can depend on through thick and thin, consider yourself to be one of the rare & lucky people.
Not everyone has!
Cherish that relationship for the wealth that it offers.
Days pass so quickly, that in the blink of an eye,
all those years and that relationship can come to an end.
Cherish your friend .... Talk to each other .... laugh together .....
because life is short and there is no turning back the hands of time.
Rest easy, Charles. A lot of people miss you, Bro.
-Jim Riga
He will be sadly missed by his brothers Diego (Annette) and Louis (Mandy), his sisters Carmen (late Mathias) and Agnes (late Wavell). He is reunited with his brothers Bonny (Astrid), Marshall (Bertha) and Archie, as well as his parents Manuel and Elizabeth.
He will also be survived and missed by his brother and sisters-in-law and his many nephews and nieces.
Special thanks to CCAC, Von & VHA Home HealthCare, especially Jennifer , PSW, Corrine, RN and Dr. Azi.
By Chuck’s humble wishes, there will be neither visitation nor funeral, and in lieu of flowers, donations to the Canadian Pulmonary Fibrosis Foundation are appreciated (cpff.ca).
While a student in 1983, animator Nick Park wrote to Sallis asking him if he would voice his character Wallace, an eccentric inventor. Sallis agreed to do so for a donation of £50 to his favourite charity.[26] The work was eventually released in 1989 and Aardman Animations' Wallace and Gromit: A Grand Day Out went on to great success winning a BAFTA award
Sallis reprised his role in the the Oscar and BAFTA Award winning films The Wrong Trousers in 1993 and A Close Shave in 1995.
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Though the characters were temporarily retired in 1996, Sallis returned to voice Wallace in several short films and in the Oscar-winning 2005 motion picture Wallace & Gromit: The Curse of the Were-Rabbit, for which he won an Annie Award for Best Voice Acting in an Animated Feature Production
n 2008, Sallis voiced a new Wallace and Gromit adventure, A Matter of Loaf and Death. His last role as Wallace was in 2010's Wallace and Gromit's World of Invention.[6] Sallis then retired due to ill health, with Ben Whitehead taking over the role.
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Thank You Peter Sallis. and Good bye.
Updated on March 1, 2018
Remembering the Dead at a Wedding
by Frank Kermit
Sometimes, couples who marry want to do something
at the wedding in memory of the people who passed away.
This happens, especially when the death was recent.
At my wedding, my wife and I did a little ceremony at the reception where we lit a candle and read an inscription, announcing it was in memory of various relatives that had died, who would have wanted to attend.
It was very short, but it did bring us come comfort, and it was also comforting to some of the attendees who were still in mourning.
We all cope with loss differently.
It is important for the wedding couple to also remember,
that not everyone will appreciate your efforts
to pay tribute to your lost loved ones.
One of the biggest mistakes I see people make,
is they try to tell someone else that how they grieve is wrong.
For example, this story is of a wedding I attended:
A father dies a few months before his son is set to be married.
At the wedding, a special tribute is made in honor of the late father.
The groom and his mom dance to a song that was in memory of his dad.
All the guests were invited on the dance floor to circle them.
Then it happened...
at one point, the groom and his mom started to cry a little.
It was not a hysterical cry at all, but the tears were evident.
Everyone around them formed into a circle continued to move to the music.
...except one man.
He started to raise his voice to tell the DJ to stop the music.
He was an uncle in the family, and felt that the song and tribute
was making them cry and that it was wrong.
So he made a fool of himself
trying to stop the tribute.
Luckily, the DJ and the rest of the guests ignored him.
The uncle was not comfortable with seeing, or dealing with, grief.
He tried to "protect" everyone else from grief as well.
That was the worst thing he could have done, and lucky for
everyone at the wedding,
the DJ was smart enough not to listen to him.
Make sure that you let the DJ,
or other wedding professionals involved
know about any potential trouble-makers,
and let the wedding professionals also know exactly what your wishes are in case a wedding guest decides to act out.
If you can predict who might be the kind of person to act out, at your wedding, it might be a good idea to let that person know ahead of time what you are planning.
This is not about getting that person's permission.
It is more about letting that person know,
so the shock of surprise
in combination of the grief and mourning
does not motivate that person
into doing something
that will turn your wedding
from spectacular
to a spectacle.
-Frank Kermit
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I have a soft spot in my heart for professional wrestlers, as I have been a long time wrestling fan.
I remember Outlaw Ron Bass from the years I watched wrestling as a kid. He was a menacing Texas cowboy that wasn't above using his spurs and real bull whip on his opponents. He did not care if he won the match or not, as long as he got to inflict pain.
| | In 1987, Bass went to the WWF. He was part of the Honky Tonk Man's five-man team at the inaugural Survivor Series and the very first Royal Rumble. Bass began a feud with Beefcake in August 1988, gouging Beefcake's head open with his spurs ("Bret" and "Bart") -Facts listed in Wikipedia |
One of the first times I saw blood spill in a wrestling show was when Outlaw Ron Bass attacked another wrestler (named Brutus "The Barber" Beefcake) and used his spurs to cut open the other wrestlers forehead, spilling blood. Most television censors the visuals by turning it black and white or having a censor image covering the scene. Below, I managed to find a youtube video of the scene that is uncensored. I remember the impact it had on me watching that as a kid and quickly hating Outlaw Ron Bass.
Sometime later, the wrestling storyline would have these same two wrestlers travel from city to city and fight (in front of live crowds and packed arena) in revenge matches. None of those matches were ever televised, and people did not get to see what wrestling shows advertised in other cities except for their own (this was way before the Internet existed).
It was through happenstance that I would hear a story about Ron Bass. At these non-televised shows, he would once again wrestle "The Barber", and the barber would get his revenge by knocking out Ron Bass (with a move called "The Sleeper"), and true to his gimmick, The Barber Brutus Beefcake would cut some of Ron Bass's hair. Not all of it, but just enough to send the crowd home happy that the "good guy" got some retribution.
Well, the story goes that Ron Bass would have to stop off occasionally at an airport barber shop or salon on a regular basis during that feud, as Beefcake would leave Bass's hair lopsided at times. That is when Ron Bass ran into the friend of the sister of a buddy of mine (also a wrestling fan). She was the one who cut his cut and styled it for the next wrestling non-televised arena show. She mentions how he was such a nice man, and very polite to her, and was basically, not the mean, nasty, gruff man that appeared on the television set.
Some time after that, Ron Bass would have one of his final matches with Brutus Beefcake where Beefcake, now on Saturday Night's Main Event television program would shave off Ron Bass's entire head, while Bass was supposed knocked out cold (he was faking it, but SHHHH!!!! no one was suppose to know back then). I have included that youtube video below as well.
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Outlaw Ron Bass played a great bad guy during his time in WWF (now WWE), and was willing to let the guy good win the war, and only take victory in initial battles.
Many years later, when video rental stores (remember those?) started to carry videos of wrestling shows and promotions I had never heard of (remember, it was waaaaay before the Internet existed), I got my hands are some of them, and was surprised to learn that in different times during his career, he wasn't always the "bad guy" Outlaw. I watched him wrestle as a "good guy" and he wasn't called Outlaw, he was then known as "Cowboy" Rob Bass,
I think be played a better heal (bad guy) than he did a baby-face (good guy). Then again maybe I just did not get to see enough of his performance as a good guy Cowboy.
Regardless, I mourned his death last week, as I always mourn when a professional wrestler dies.
Thank You Outlaw Ron Bass, and Good Bye.
During the weekend of St-Patrick's Day, my mind wanders off to all things green and Irish.
Growing up, Saturday morning cartoons were only bested by Saturday morning cartoon characters from cereal commercials.
That is where the Character "Lucky The Leprechaun" mascot of the Lucky Charms Cereal would present his adventures of trying to run and hide from kids (the Lucky Charms Gang) who were after his cereal.
Lucky Charms is a brand of cereal produced by the General Mills food company since 1964. The cereal consists of toasted oat pieces and multicolour marshmallow shapes ("marbits" or marshmallow bits). Lucky Charms was created in 1962 by John Holahan
| | Do you remember the song?: Pink Hearts, Yellow Moons, Orange Hearts, Green Clovers, Blue Diamonds, and Purple Horse Shoes ? Lucky Charms cereal had no theme jingle; action was accompanied by a light instrumental "Irish" tune. Soon, however, a simple two-line tag was added: Frosted Lucky Charms, They're magically delicious! On the left is a collection of the Lucky Charms commercials over the years showcasing all the changes. |
The marshmallows are meant to represent Lucky's magical charms, each with their own special meaning or "power." The following are explanations of the permanent marshmallows:[12]
- Hearts - power to bring things to life
- Shooting Stars - power to fly
- Horseshoes - power to speed things up
- Clovers - luck, but you will never know what kind of luck you'll get
- Blue Moons - power of invisibility
- Rainbows - instantaneous travel from place to place
- Balloons - power to make things float
- Hourglass - power to control time
Arthur Anderson, starting working in 1963 as the voice of the General Mills Lucky Charms mascot Lucky the Leprechaun, continuing the character for 29 years even though he is not Irish. In 2005, he recalled:
People have expectations. I just have an Irish-sounding name. I have reason to celebrate. I had the luck of the Irish to get that part. I never got free cereal, but they gave me lots of green money. And it was a fun character to play. Hardly a day goes by when somebody doesn't ask me to sing the Lucky Charms jingle, and I'm proud of that
| In An Actor's Odyssey, The Autobiography of Arthur Anderson, Arthur Anderson claims he's been in every branch of show business but grand opera and the circus. He became a professional actor at twelve on radio, including eighteen years on the children's fairy tale program Let's Pretend. His first Broadway stage appearance was with Orson Welles in the Mercury Theatre's Julius Caesar. Summer stock, winter stock, musical stock, television, and motion pictures, including Green Card and Zelig followed, and for twenty-nine years he was the original voice of Lucky The Leprechaun for Lucky Charms Cereal, as well as doing dozens of on-camera commercials. He also appeared in Midnight Cowboy (1969) with Dustin Hoffman and Jon Voight, Jump Tomorrow (2001), and Oh, Sister (2011). This is his story, illustrated with many photographs that capture his work in Hollywood films, Broadway, and television. |
As a kid that always felt sorry that Lucky was always on the run (after all, the other kids were ALWAYS trying to STEAL his lucky charms), I want to thank you for leading your voice to such an iconic character trademark that made a mark on my childhood.
THANK YOU ARTHUR ANDERSON and Good bye.
A Tribute to Andre Maisonneuve aka Catfish Morgan (1961-2016)
Today marks the anniversary of Andre's birthday, that would have been the first since his passing in 2016.
The following about Andre was written by friend and colleague Nat Lauzon at the time of his death. It originally appeared on the blog of Steve Faguy.
In a terrible year where we have lost so many of the greats, I consider Andre among them.
Andre could do anything. He was that rare blend of uber-talented jock but with the kind of vulnerability that allowed listeners to know him as a person, too. He was warm, kind, interested, creative and genuinely, naturally funny.
On the air, Andre would take you places that were silly and ridiculous, then grow them and explore them without fear. And if they bombed, so what? And if they were winners, so what?
The joy was in getting there, the reward was in trying.
He was never afraid to be the foil or take chances. But more so, he was happy to stand back and let you shine. He could trust a moment and let it breathe instead of filling it will noise.
He knew how to work WITH people, on the air.
He was a careful listener and built the moment instead of clamoring for punchlines. (I don’t need to tell any “radio person” how rare a quality this is.)
He was a master of voices, with an impressive and ever-expanding stable of impersonations and characters. In a radio age, where so many “bits” come packaged from prep services, we wrote our own.
Because Andre could handle any special voice requirements those bits entailed — from impersonations to accents to singing … it was endless, often surprising even himself!
We laughed. So much. Andre had a winning, engaging laugh.
What I’ve said here of course, is all radio-related and barely scratches the surface of who he was personally (and at one point, I hope to write more on that), but it’s not difficult to find echoes of these same sentiments from across the country, from folks who knew Andre at various points in his lengthy radio career.
Andre was my colleague, but he was also my big brother and my teacher and my friend.
His is a huge loss to radio — but also to those who loved him.
My heart breaks for his two amazing kids, who he was fiercely proud of. I am hardly alone in admitting that losing him has me roiling with grief and anger.
Very simply, I adored him.
I will love and miss him always.
-Nat Lauzon
by Jessica Di Palma
“You might have seen this next comedian on the David Letterman Show” but I believe more people have seen me AT THE STORE” and that would be a better introduction!”
That was the first excerpt I randomly watched of Mitch Hedberg; Mitchell Lee Hedberg to be precise! I sat and watched in awe as this absolute comedic genius spewed brilliant one-liners in the most subdued, quirky and down-right coolest of ways. I instantly became obsessed! Which rock had I been living under?! Well, apparently a huge boulder! I delved deeply into my elated state of Mitch-Mania.
At the same time, I was also forced to immediately accept the sad truth that he had passed on from a drug overdose a couple of years prior.
“I used to do drugs. I still do, but I used to too!”
He clearly made fun of his drug use on stage and yet, listening to him; you never deemed him to be a crazy man but rather an extraordinary comedic genius.
He was a kid at heart, making you feel like you shouldn’t forget to laugh and get lost in the simplicity and humour found in the mundane.
“My fake plants died because I did not pretend to water them.”
You’re left curled over from laughing so hard because his jokes were witty, clever and also left you thinking. You eventually “get it” and hope that everyone else “gets it” too. He was brilliant! A mastermind when it came to creating humour.
A fellow comedian once said that “Mitch didn’t have to worry about whether or not his stuff was funny because anything he said became funny!”
“Dogs are forever in the push up position!”
Hiding behind his long hair, sunglasses and shy smile; Mitch’s spirit radiated across the room. You watch a video performance of him and can’t resist smiling. You begin to feel an empathy towards him as you eventually realize the reality of his crippling stage fright and anxiety.
There was an air about him that we connected to!
What would have been of Mitch had he still been with us?! A question I choose to let go of.
As a fan, I miss him dearly and take joy in exposing my son to this legendary and revolutionary comedic appeal. There was only one of him! The mold crumbled and that dust settled into the hearts of those who loved him. To the master one-liner…thanks for the laughs xo
-Jessica Di Palma is a forever Mitch Hedberg fan
I liked Bill Paxton as an actor. He was known for many roles in many iconic movies such as The Terminator (1984), Weird Science (1985), Aliens (1986), Predator 2 (1990), True Lies (1994), Apollo 13 (1995), Twister (1996), and Titanic (1997).
But it was the TV show Big Love that solidified my fandom of Bill Paxton.
Big Love is an American television drama series with the intent of creating a fair, non-judgmental portrayal of polygamy in America that aired on HBO between March 2006 and March 2011. The show is about a fictional fundamentalist Mormon family in Utah that practices polygamy. Big Love was a success for HBO, running for five seasons before concluding its run on March 20, 2011. It is one of the few TV series that my wife and I own on DVD.
Big Love received widespread critical acclaim, and earned several major awards and nominations throughout its run. The series left behind a legacy as one of television's most complex studies of American family life. It has been the subject of seminal pieces in top academic journals, including the Columbia Law Review, Law and Contemporary Problems, and Michigan Journal of Gender & Law. Several publications listed the series' first three seasons as among the best television of the decade 2000-09, and its final season ranked among the best-reviewed scripted series of 2011.
Although the story lines of Big Love seemed almost unbelievable, the writing was very skilled and made the near impossible seem plausible. The pacing of the storytelling was some of the best I experienced and keep me interested. Mostly the continuity was on point, and with each viewing there was something new to experience as there was so much going on, it was easy to miss a detail in one episode that set up the story arc for a later episode.
On February 25, 2017, Paxton died at age 61 from complications following surgery
Thank you Bill! And Good bye.
Here are some videos featuring Bill Paton:
This past week was the 55th birthday of Steve Irwin The Crocodile Hunter. Steve Irwin, a wildlife expert, was 44 when he died in 2006 after a stingray barb pierced his heart.
I remember his passion for his work with dangerous animals, I remember his infectious enthusiasm...but what I think I will remember the most was how Steve got so many people to cheer for the snake.
No kidding. I remember how people would react while watching the show, and how people started to cheer for the snake in the hopes that the snake would actually bite Steve as Steve manhandled the creatures. Personally, I think that is why a lot of people tuned in...just to see if this week, Steve would get bitten.
Steve made learning about snakes, reptiles and dangerous animals a fun experience.
Never forgotten. The world STILL talks about this remarkable person.
Here are some of Steve Irwin's inspired appearances:
#steveirwin #steve #irwin #crikey #crocodile #dundee #australia #bindi #bindisue #dwts #thecrocodilehunter #hunter #snakes #rip #obit #stingray #zookeeper #terri #bindiwear #animalplanet #beerwah #queensland #australiazoo #robertclarenceirwin #bindiirwin #stevelives #crocfiles #terriirwin #TheCrocodileHunterDiaries #paulhogan
by Frank Kermit
I first saw George The Animal Steele on WWF's Saturday Night's Main Event. It was a segment where he and Gene Okerlund were visiting a zoo.
I did not know what to make of it. I was new to wrestling (and have since been a long time fan). I loved the character and at times felt that he might not be acting. George Steele played his character of "The Animal" so well, that at times, he could make fans forget that he was actually a very educated and intelligent human being.
He was a sight to see. He did not care about winning the matches. He was there to entertain the fans, with his green tongue and his desire to eat and destroy the turnbuckles. He was a prime example that you do not have to win championships to make a living in professional wrestling.
Then came a wonderful story line that George Steele tends to be remembered for. George was set to wrestling Randy Macho Man Savage, and during that match, George first saw Miss Elisabeth (the manager and wife of Randy Savage) and The Animal fell in love with her. It was playing on the theme of the elusive beauty who was with a controlling partner and the endearing beast that everyone wanted to see end up with her.
This feud would go on to be one of the most memorial and emotionally tapping wrestling feuds of its time. In real life, they were all friends, and Miss Elisabeth was in no real danger, nor was there any chance she would leave her husband for Steele. With that said, Randy Savage was in fact very jealous and the friends (Savage and Steele) would get into real life arguments because of Savage's jealousy. But nonetheless, it was a great show.
I will always remember you George The Animal Steele (aka Jim Myers). Thank you for the memories. I know that I only watched you during the later years of your career and missed so many of your great moments prior to your feud with Savage, but nonetheless, you made on impact on me, and countless others that grew up watching wrestling at the same time I did.
Good bye George, and Thank You.
#WWF #wrestlemania #NXT #wwe #smackdown #TNA #AttitudeEra #wweraw #prowrestling #wwesmackdown #wwenetwork #ECW #MainEvent #professionalwrestling #ROH #wrestling
#georgesteele #theanimal #jimmyers #myers #jim #death #machoman #randysavage #misselisabeth #meangene # wwehalloffame #halloffame #hof #saturdaynightsmainevent
"It is one of the great charms of books that they have to end."
- Frank Kermode (1919-2010)
I first met DJ when I was a student in Communication Studies at Concordia University in the Television Production Level 2 course, and was part of a small team of students producing a documentary on the topic of comedy as our major class project. We were a young, eager group, hungry for the chance to showcase what we could do, and build up our portfolio to get jobs in the industry.
The documentary entitled Laugh-Trax featured stand-up comics Alastair McAlastair, the late Sean Keane, the musical sketch comedy team of Radio Free Vestibule (The Vestibules), and a group of wannabes comics from a workshop on stand-up comedy led by more established comics Barry Julien and David John McCarthey. At the time, that documentary represented one of the most important works any of us Concordia students had ever ventured doing towards carving a name for ourselves in the industry.
We were grateful for everything these great comedians shared with us.
-Frank Kermit
Departed Saturday Dec 31, 2016
I asked some musician friends of mine to write a Tribute Song to Mr. Dressup Ernie Coombs to the tune of O' Canada. Below is that video.
Ernie Coombs played Mr. Dressup on television for almost 30 years. He died in 2001. The show Mr. Dressup still airs in reruns. Millions of Canadian children grew up watching this Icon, and remember him, Casey, Finnigan, Aunt Bird, Truffles, Chester, Alligator Al, and the rest of the gang. If you are a Mr. Dressup and a Tickle Trunk fan, let others know about this original creation to spread the word.
-Frank (A Mr.Dressup fan forever)
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