The Morgue 2025

Claude Jarman, 90, of “neurological” causes.

Academy award winner (best child actor) for The Yearling, 1946, based on MK Rawlings’ Pulitzer winning 1938 novel. It still speaks to kids, who ime settle down to watch, absorbed, rapt, as recently as 2014.

He learned to ride horses on his grandfather’s farm in Tennessee, and boy could he ride. You can see his prowess in Fort Apache, 1950, third in John Ford’s so-called cavalry trilogy, where sans double he’s filmed leaping on to a horse’s bare back, expertly finding the reins, and galloping off. He displays extremely rare skill in the “now do any of you fine gentlemen know how to ride the pony?” scene, though, when in a two-shot take he rides astride two thundering horses, a foot on each back, Roman style, around a quarter mile track and leaps off in a spill, at the end. No double, all Claude Jarman. Remarkable. Unforgettable.

RIP

https://www.washingtonpost.com/obituaries/2025/01/13/claude-jarman-jr/

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awww

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His nephew was a Marine with me and guess who shows up for as a guest at graduation? Good old Uncle Bob. A really nice and hilarious guy!

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I have your disease in me now

Just came here to post the same. Extremely sad day for those who loved his groundbreaking shows and movies.

‘Twin Peaks’ is a top 10 show for me, and ‘Mulholland Drive’ would be in my top 20 movies. I’m glad he at least got to do a ‘Twin Peaks’ revival and wrap up the loose ends for that show. But a huge loss.

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I’ve never seen either, but i loved his dune. And his hair

I was actually surprised I beat you here…

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I recommend giving both a shot when you have some time. I doubt you’ll regret it.

“Heineken man, FUCK that shit.”

When I was a little kid, my mom often said that I looked like Claude Jarmin. I myself didn’t see it except for the hair. I had no idea he was even still alive, well until recently.

“Pabst Blue Ribbon!”

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Well, that’s in the right thread.

A big loss to cinema and TV. I’d just recently rewatched his Los Angeles trilogy. Great stuff.

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O Sting, where is thy Death?

Uecker was Phil Niekro’s personal catcher in 1967. Niekro chucked a sick knuckleball, famously hard to catch, especially in hot, humid August in Atlanta when sweat rolls off brows into eyes. Sportswriters in Atlanta were curious.

“So Bob, tell us about your method for catching knuckleballs.”
“Yeah, I wait until it stops rolling and then pick it up.”
RIP

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Here I go again on my own

Walking down the only road I’ve ever known

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He’s rockin pretty hard here. The end of Thin Lizzy
F these broken links or whatever they are