I met Cloris Leachman when I moved to LA a decade after I'd been knocked out (along with millions of others) by her performance in THE LAST PICTURE SHOW. She became and remains one of my favorite performers. I got to hang out with her a few times, including in her home, and she was just as you would imagine: smart, funny, generous, humble, and honest. To me she was also physically beautiful, and I think she knew I had a crush on her. It was a gift to have known her as marginally as I did, I'm only sorry her enormous talent wasn't used more by those who wield the power in the movie biz. One of a kind, who fortunately had at least one performance that will live on as long as movies do.
just another ex-jazz-musician/proto-rapper/Jersey-Irish-poet-actor/print-junkie/film-raptor/beat-hipster-"white Negro"-rhapsodizer/ex-hippie-punk-'60s-radical-organizer's take on all things cultural, political, spiritual & aggrandizing
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