
Lewis claimed that it was an innocent enough oversight, having forgotten he placed the weapon, which he received as a gift, in his travel bag over a year ago.
Well, all that's true and I'm glad for Jerry, but that's not the real reason for this post. I just wanted to spotlight a living legend who for over fifty years, when still partnered with Dean Martin, began his one-man crusade against Muscular Dystrophy -- and he's selflessly raised about a billion and a half dollars for the cause.
For that, Light Writer tips his hat off to him. 82-year-old Lewis is really the last funnyman, of note, still alive from comedy's golden era.
They don't make 'em like they used to, folks. God bless him.
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