He was born Joseph Levitch but the world knows him as actor
and comedian Jerry Lewis. He was one of my childhood favorites and I laughed
hysterically at his mania.
But the belly laughs didn’t stop then. The Sunday before Thanksgiving,
I went to see his televised 87th birthday tribute that airs in March
2013 on PBS. I should have taken a box of tissues, his comedic intent is pure
insanity and I along with the audience was enthralled by his nonsense and
idiocy. However don’t be fooled—as a human being he’s as sharp as a needle and
his lively mischievous mind never waivers. The man is brilliant and has a flair
for improvisation, as well as being multi-faceted, he has achieved international
fame. The French love him, so much in fact that they presented him with the
Legion of Honor and gave him a medal. I think they appreciate his gift for pantomime.
And judging by the large Brazilian contingency in the audience, that flew in to
see him live, they too adore him.
A few old-time celebrities were papering the house. Two rows
behind me were Tim Conway, Edie Gorme and Steve Lawrence who called out, "hey Laaa-dy." Also to my right across the aisle was
Cuba Gooding Jr.
That night I found out that Lewis has made Las Vegas his
home after marrying a show-girl thirty years ago. And it was in Las Vegas where
he hosted the annual Muscular Dystrophy telethon in which he raised nearly 2.5
billion dollars. That’s what I call the world’s greatest fund-raiser and a mensch with a big heart.
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