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Bob Hope "I bumped into Gerald Ford the other day. I said, 'Pardon me.' He said, 'I don't do that anymore.' "
Three days later, on May
Thirtieth, he and Dolores were the honorary grand marshals for a Toluca Lake parade that was held in his honor. In June of 2000, he was hospitalized for gastrointestinal bleeding. The next year, in August of 2001, he was hospitalized for pneumonia. He was almost completely blind, and he had great difficulty walking. Due to the many eye operations he had over the years, they were unable to form tears, so they were constantly red. On many nights he couldn’t sleep, so he had his driver take him to a nearby
Bob’s Big Boy, where he would have coffee and talk with other customers. Other than a few public appearances, he spent most of his time at home watching game shows like
Jeopardy, or Wheel of Fortune.
On May 29, he celebrated his one hundredth birthday with family and friends. Said his granddaughter Miranda, “Despite his deteriorating health, he still expressed his good sense of humor, and was able to say he was still with us”. But not for long…. Bob and Do Do Hope were living his last years in
their Toluca Lake home. Not much to see of it, but the roof
here, and the driveway. There were tributes. The
Comedy Store, The Laugh Factory,
Flowers on his star. There
were news cameras at his house,
and parked on Hollywood Boulevard. On August 27th, a memorial was held for 900 of
Bob's closest and dearest at the St.
Charles Borromeo Roman Catholic Church in North Hollywood. Attendees
included Phyllis
Diller, Barbara Eden, Marie Osmond, Gerald Ford, Nancy Reagan, Brooke Shields,
Larry King, Kelsey Grammer and Loni Anderson. Who was minding the Love
Boat? Thanks Jayne Osbourne for braving security and getting this great picture.
My friend Lisa send a condolence card to Dolores, and received this nice card in response.
He owned the entire State of California. He was a professional boxer for a time, under the name Packy East. People often ask me why I detest Bob Hope. I have met him, he wasn't particularly rude to me, but friends of mine found him extremely rude. I pretty much equate him with Milton Berle, though not nearly as pervy. To my common knowledge. His womanizing is legendary, and his best pal Bing Crosby (don't get me started) says enough, I think. Findadeath.com friend Elle sends us this: I was watching Home Shopping Network, and laughing my ass off at Suzanne Somer's gawd-awful jewelry when she started talking about Bob Hope; she went with him on some of his USO shows. She said he really loved his dog--apparently the pooch would be chauffeured to Bob's shows during intermission in a limo. Also, she talked about how her roommate in college was Bob Hope's daughter. They were best friends, and she was Susanne's son's godmother--and later stepmother when she married Susanne's ex-husband. They are now divorced. I thought it was kind of interesting. --Elle. Findadeath.com friend Rick the Courier sends this: On the day Bob Hope supposedly died, NBC Radio News played a sound byte of a celeb reacting to news of Hope's death. The celeb in question? MILTON BERLE!!! Who died years before! Hmm...maybe there's truth in the rumor that Hope died years ago and they were trying to make book on him making it to 100. One of those things that Arsenio used to say "Make you go "Hmmm..." -- Thanks for all the hours of fun, Rick the courier Also this: I have a lady friend around 60 years old. I wrote her and reminded her that it was Bob Hope's 100th birthday. This is what she had to say about him:
I met Bob Hope back in the late 50's. I was in the Drum and Bugle Corps, and we had to play for his arrival at the theater. He was obviously drunk, and didn't have too much to say that was nice. I wasn't impressed, but I do congratulate him on his
longevity.
-- Thanks again, Scott. I continue to check your site on a daily basis. I'm like a little kid who can't wait. Take care-Rick
Yours Sincerely And of course the always witty Findadeath.com friend Dorritt adds this: I cracked up when I heard Pat Boone (Mr. Born Again) discussing Hope's "clean entertainment." Yea, having buxom women shimmying for the boys, making sexist remarks, is real clean entertainment. Plus, the guy had someone else write his funnies. Guess I was never into Mr. Hope. UPDATE February 2006, from Findadeath friend Jaenne:
My mother lived in Hollywood
in the 40's and 50's, and worked at Grauman's Chinese Theater as an usherette
during the Hollywood Cantana heydays. She hung out with some of the best
comedy writers in town.
It was common knowledge in those days one of the starlets Hope screwed around with, committed suicide over the affair. He apparently took great delight in telling her that she wasn't enough of a woman for him to leave his wife over. I cannot remember her name, but there were a number of comedy writers that befriended her and saw his rough treatment of her in public. No one had the balls to say anything to him. My mother had spent time with her and adored her. To her dying day, my mother would throw pillows at the TV whenever Bob Hope came on. People talk about Sinatra being scary. Bob Hope could destroy a person's career in one phone call. People were afraid of him. Damn. Thanks, Jaenne! Also February 2006, from Findadeath friend Brian: My brother works in a hospital in Palm Springs, CA, and some years back used to work with this fellow who had an opportunity to caddy for Bob Hope, when he was a teenager. According to this fellow, Bob Hope was a real tightwad. After caddying for Mr. Hope during a golf classic, he was supposedly paid for his services with a bag of pennies. So I guess besides owning a large portion of California, he must also have had interests in copper mines. Funny, Brian. Thanks!
Check out Bob's official website HERE. This story largely written and death certificate provided by Findadeath.com man Kevin Hassell. Thanks Kev. Thanks to Lisa Burks for this amazing shot.
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