I remember when Billy Mays died — a few days (before?) Michael Jackson. We watched “PitchMen” regularly on TV and really liked it. There was SO much hoop-la surrounding Michael Jackson’s death that Billy Mays’s passing went almost unnoticed by the media — my kids didn’t know much about Michael Jackson but they sure knew who Billy Mays was - and were terribly saddened.
Vince is on a different level than Sully or Mays - I assumed he came out of the state fair or carnival circuit — all the way to the bank.
What’s that old saying about a sucker being born every minute? I always think of that whenever I see Vince.
Didn’t three people die that week? We were on a fishing vacation in Maine at the time, as I recall. It was surreal.