R.I.P Groucho

Groucho is dead now for 30 years.

I never saw him perform live, but there was something about him when I was growing up. I had a ventriloquist’s dummy in his likeness, a poster of the Marx Brothers, and the smiling eyes of those around me when I did my impression of him.

I appreciate his wit and cutting use of language even more as an adult and writer.

He’s buried here in LA.

From Findagrave.com

Burial:
Eden Memorial Park
Mission Hills (Los Angeles County)
Los Angeles County
California, USA
Plot: In a small room in the large outdoor mausoleum in the middle of the cemetery. His marker is in the middle of the larger indoor wall
GPS (lat/lon): 34.28138, -118.46735

4 Replies to “R.I.P Groucho”

  1. “You wouldn’t happen to have a baboon in your pocket?”

    My husband and I say this line often.

    The Marx brothers rocked/changed my world when I was about 11. I ADORE them and have read all of their autobiographies and other books. “Harpo Speaks” is my favorite of all.

  2. i guess you can’t use karats in your postings.

    i “heart” the marx brothers. i especially love watching chico and harpo playing music for the children in ‘night at the opera’

    even my e-mail address is groucho-themed.

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