Autumn of death does not have quite the same ring to it, but it’s death, so we don’t talk about whether or not things have rings to them. It’s not appropriate. But it does seem like people keep dying even though we have started wearing more coats. From the AP:
Soupy Sales, the rubber-faced comedian whose anything-for-a-chuckle career was built on 20,000 pies to the face and 5,000 live TV appearances across a half-century of laughs, has died. He was 83.
Sales died Thursday night at Calvary Hospice in the Bronx, New York, said his former manager and longtime friend, Dave Usher. Sales had many health problems and entered the hospice last week, Usher said.
At the peak of his fame in the 1950s and ’60s, Sales was one of the best-known faces in the nation, Usher said.
“If President Eisenhower would have walked down the street, no one would have recognized him as much as Soupy,” Usher said.
Sales began his TV career in Cincinnati and Cleveland, then moved to Detroit, where he drew a large audience on WXYZ-TV. He moved to Los Angeles in 1961.
The comic’s pie-throwing schtick became his trademark, and celebrities lined up to take one on the chin alongside Sales. During the early 1960s, stars such as Frank Sinatra, Tony Curtis and Shirley MacLaine received their just desserts side-by-side with the comedian on his television show.
“I’ll probably be remembered for the pies, and that’s all right,” Sales said in a 1985 interview.
If President Eisenhower would have walked down the street, you might try and recognize him, but Soupy would recognize him more than you would? Will the Grammar Police never rest? I know that they love clarity in language, but show some respect, Grammar Police!
But one thing is true: Soupy probably will be remembered for the pies. And that is all right!
Here is Soupy Sales and a pie in a clip from his TV show with the musician Alice Cooper.
Goodbye, Soupy Sales! You are in heaven now, throwing pies in the faces of angels.