His impressive film credits include: “Intrigue” (1947) as Mike the Bartender; “Brute Force” (1947) with Burt Lancaster and Hume Cronin, as Hodges; “A Woman’s Secret” (1949) as Inspector J. Fowler; “They Live by Night” (1949) as T-Dub; “Oh, You Beautiful Doll” (1949) as Lippy Brannigan; “Down to the Sea in Ships” (1949) as Luke; “Love that Brute” (1950) as Biff; “The Yellow Cab Man” (1950) with Red Skelton, as Hugo; “Winchester 73” (1950) as Sgt. Wilkes; “Two Flags West” (1950) as Sgt. Terrance Duey; “Flying Leathernecks” (1951) with John Wayne, as Master Sgt. Clancy; “The People Against O’Hara” (1951) with Spencer Tracy, as Sven Norson; “The Lemon Drop Kid” (1951) with Bob Hope, as ‘Straight Flush’; “The Las Vegas Story” (1952) as Capt. H.A. Harris; “Bend of the River” (1952) as Jeremy Baile; “Thunder Bay” (1953) as Kermit MacDonald; “East of Sumatra” (1953) as Mac; “The Wild One” (1954) with Marlon Brando, as Sheriff Stew Singer; “Carnival Story” (1954) as Charley Grayson; “Oklahoma!” (1955) as Ike Skidmore; “Strategic Air Command” (1955) as Doyle; “Kismet” (1955) as Jawan; “Man Without a Star” (1956) as Strap Davis; “The Killing” (1956) as Marvin Unger; “Night Passage” (1957) as Ben Kimball; “The Deerslayer” (1957) as Old Tom Hutter; “The Restless Breed” (1957) as Marshal Steve Evans; “Hot Summer Night” (1957) as Oren Kobble; “Wild River” (1960) as Hamilton Garth; “The Plunderers” (1960) as Sheriff McCauley; “Cat Ballou” (1965) as Sheriff Cardigan; “Firecreek” (1968) as Mr. Pittman; “Hellfighters” (1968) as Jack Lomax and “The Seven Minutes” (1971) as Luther Yerkes, his last film. He appeared as a regular on the TV series: “Ensign O’Toole” (1962-63) as Chief Petty Officer Homer Nelson. He also guest starred on such TV series as: “Wanted: Dead or Alive”; “Rawhide”; “The Untouchables”; “The Dick Van Dyke Show”; “Gunsmoke” and “The Virginian.” He was married to screenwriter Ruth Brooks in 1946 until his death. He died during surgery for internal hemorrhaging on February 3, 1971 in Los Angeles, California at age 71.
“Honey, I need to sell your crypt. You don’t really need it. We’ll get you cremated, instead.”
How can you promise eternity when your family can just sell your crypt any time they want to?
Am I the only one who is just simply creeped out by this?
I mean heck, if I was still with my Ex I’d be worrying about her burying me face down with my backside sicking out of the ground so she could rent my grave out as a Bike Rack, but Geez.
And what about the demented Ghoul that gets all atwitter because he gets to be “on top” of Marilyn Monroe. Doesn’t that just border more than a bit on necrophilia?
All thoughts about how they lived (or live) their lives aside....
If they haven’t settled on a permanent resting place yet, this might not be a bad spot for Michael Jackson. Both are pop icons, so it would be rather fitting. It would turn the place into an mega-shrine, for better or for worse. In addition, they both died of similar causes.
Another thought would be for Elton John to buy the crypt, given the sentiments he expresses in his song “Candle in the Wind”.
Random thoughts on a Monday...