What can you say? Don Rickles was one of the five funniest people I can think of, and he was a pro and working right up til recent years, still himself and sharp as hell the last time I saw him on video.
Some people's comedy doesn't age well - I'm not sure how a lot of comedians from the first thirty years of TV would play today. But Rickles was always in a class of his own, decade after decade, and no one could do what he did and still be beloved by multiple generations. I think we all knew - that wicked tongue? It was the act. You never saw people who actually knew Rickles say a word against him, and if you doubt that, please do watch the doc, Mr. Warmth.
I mean, I can think of few things that would have filled me with more joy in this life than had the man ever called me a hockey puck.
Here's the NY Times obit.
He's truly going to be missed, and I hope all the media coverage he gets tells the younger kids he was more than a Mr. Potato - although that was sort of perfect, too.
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