Good Night, Sweet Prince

This page is usually not an Obituary (sometimes Real Estate, often Crime, occasionally Travel, rarely the Obits), but on this day I must make an exception.

On October 30th, 2007, Bob Goulet drifted peacefully into the great Jersey Turnpike Diner in the sky. His friends called him Bob, he had no enemies. Except bad taste. And Bob Goulet had plenty of taste. The death of the sensational host of The Bob Goulet Special, Starring Robert Goulet has caused mass vigils in the Vatican, and at least temporary peace on the Gaza Strip. The world bleeds blue eyes on this Hallows Eve.

The Los Angeles Times started the healing, calling Bob a "strikingly handsome singer, with the rich baritone, who soared to stardom". Such modesty. He was struggling through multiple lung transplants at the time of his death. None would take. Of course. Only the lungs of God would have taken with Bob Goulet.

His funeral will be held on the banks of Lake Erie, as his body will be burned in the traditional Camelot style of flaming arrows. The ghosts of President Nixon and Johnson are expected to attend, Mr. Goulet sang often at the White House during both of their presidencies. Elvis, of course, will not be attending (in 1966 Presley shot a television with Bob's image on it, a little inside, I know).

Bob Goulet is best known for his near mythic appearance in Naked Gun 2 1/2: The Smell of Fear. And his drinking. His legendary ability put him in good standing with some of the greats of all-time. Sinatra. Sullivan. Candy. He even overcame his Canadian background.

All donations are to be directed to the Burbank School of Theatrical Arts. Gin is more than accepted.