Jonathan Winters is one my favorites. My Brother-in-Law, too. In April 1994, we were putting together a tribute video for my B-I-L. One weekend that month, we went up to Solvang, CA for a weekend. Heading home, we stopped for gas in Buellton, just before hopping back down the 101, when, lo and behold, my wife and her sister said, “look, Jonathan Winters is over there filling his car”.
I grabbed my video camera and asked Mr. Winters if he could say “Happy Birthday” to my b-i-l, and the brilliant man that he is, went into a 2 minute skit about his gas mileage and then that lack of money in my pocket to pay him tribute. So hilarious! What a gem of a treat!
What a great story-—Babe Ruth (who now that I think ov it,
resembled Winters)-used to drive his car into neighborhoods around Yankee Stadium in the 20s and 30s, and pretending to have car trouble, starting kicking his tires, waiting @or some neighborhood kids to see him and come over so he could interact w./ them. Those days o@ accessibility are OVER.
That must have been simply great!
That is very cool!
RIP, Mr. Winters.