Oh, so many, zingers....
Most of them hers.
I've known & loved her voice since the first time I heard it, most likely as a baby (mom was a big fan). Witnessing any performance or cameo was always an absolute thrill....
Right now I can't even remember one schtick, and I know why.
I had the distinct pleasure and honor of making her acquaintance at her birthday party some years ago. So now when I think about her passing, I can't even muster a joke, which she would have loved, I just see her face and feel her spirit (which was surprisingly gentle & coy). And with that, I'll just say:
Most of them hers.
I've known & loved her voice since the first time I heard it, most likely as a baby (mom was a big fan). Witnessing any performance or cameo was always an absolute thrill....
Right now I can't even remember one schtick, and I know why.
I had the distinct pleasure and honor of making her acquaintance at her birthday party some years ago. So now when I think about her passing, I can't even muster a joke, which she would have loved, I just see her face and feel her spirit (which was surprisingly gentle & coy). And with that, I'll just say:
Thanks Phyllis, for making myself & my life... Better.
RIP
x
wally
I remember her laugh and it makes me smile all over again.
ReplyDeleteHAHAHAHAHA!
ReplyDeleteBeautifully put.
ReplyDeleteHer wardrobe has been an inspiration...
ReplyDeleteA great act and probably would have been a hoot to be around in real life as well.
ReplyDeleteRIP Phyllis. Thanks for the laughs.
PS: For some reason, Blogger stopped alerting me to your recent new posts. Sorry.
Sometimes Blogger just does as it pleases I have noticed...
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