Saying goodbye is never easy. Why is it hard even when it involves people you've never met?
Well, speaking for myself, I think it's because some people just shine a little brighter. They touch so many of us in ways mere mortals just aren't able. And when they leave, while they leave a hole in a place that was all theirs, they also leave our lives a little richer.
February 2, 1925 - July 17, 2014
and . . .
Oh, my. What woman my age didn't have a crush on James Garner?
My first memories of Mr. Garner are watching Maverick with my dad. I don't remember what night it came on, and I don't remember the entire line-up, but it seems like there was a never-ending cycle of cowboys. Remember? Gunsmoke, The Lone Ranger, The Rifleman, Wanted: Dead or Alive, Laramie, Have Gun, Will Travel, Bonanza, The Virginian, Wagon Train, The Big Valley, The High Chaparral, The Gene Autry Show, Sugarfoot, Cheyenne, Palladin. I loved those shows. But none more than Maverick.
And then we fell in love with him all over again as Rockford.
And, if that's not enough, here's the man he was away from Hollywood - - -
|James Garner with Diahann Carroll at the March on Washington 1963|
Saying good-bye, and thank you. You enriched a lot of lives for a lot of years, which is no small thing.