Scotty!
Sad news - James Doohan, Star Trek's Scotty, passed away today.
Doohan was an impressive man off-screen. I already knew about his WWII service, but it's worth repeating:At 19, James escaped the turmoil at home by joining the Canadian army, becoming a lieutenant in artillery. He was among the Canadian forces that landed on Juno Beach on D-Day. "The sea was rough," he recalled. "We were more afraid of drowning than the Germans."
The Canadians crossed a minefield laid for tanks; the soldiers weren't heavy enough to detonate the bombs. At 11:30 that night, he was machine-gunned, taking six hits: one that took off his middle right finger (he managed to hide the missing finger on screen), four in his leg and one in the chest. The chest bullet was stopped by his silver cigarette case.
I didn't already know that his, ahem, child-producing skills were likewise impressive:Doohan's first marriage to Judy Doohan produced four children. He had two children by his second marriage to Anita Yagel. Both marriages ended in divorce. In 1974 he married Wende Braunberger, and their children were Eric, Thomas and Sarah, who was born in 2000, when Doohan was 80.
2 comments:
If I was more witty and less tired, I'd come up with some joke about you being old and producing a child. Alas. You'll just have to imagine the hilarity that would have ensued.
The hilarity I'm currently imagining is, I think, completely out of proportion to any joke you (or anyone else) could have told. I'm talking Monty Python's "The Funniest Joke in the World" hilarity - dangerous, even fatal.
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