My father mentioned to me the passing of Fess Parker last night after we saw an obit on The Brian Williams Show for pilot Robert M. White, who made history in 1962 with a test flight into space. Parker, the popular TV actor who played both the heroic Davy Crockett (on a three-part “mini-series” on ABC’s
The title of this post is an expression I have a tendency to use both in my online scribblings and real-life conversation—and one night, Pam R asked me where I picked it up. To be honest, I thought I had gleaned it from Amos ‘n’ Andy but I was pretty surprised to learn that it was a Daniel Boone-ism (according to Parker’s interpretation, anyway). I don’t remember watching Boone much as a kid but I do manage to catch the show every now and then on RTV, where it lives on in reruns.
Parker had a stab at another television show during his cathode ray tube career: a short-lived adaptation of Mr. Smith Goes to Washington, which was seen on 1962-63 as a sitcom on ABC. (Smith faced stiff competition from CBS’ The Defenders on Saturday nights…though I personally think changing the main character’s first name to “
Although Parker’s TV fame as Davy Crockett and Daniel Boone sort of curtailed his movie appearances, he still made some memorable features in Them! (1954; as the pilot who’s purposely grounded so as not to cause a panic about the giant ants), Old Yeller (1957), The Light in the Forest (1958), The Hangman (1959) and Hell Is for Heroes (1962).
I also missed the news of the passing of Peter Graves, another one of my television heroes who’s gone on to his rich reward at the age of 83. There’s a mortgage-refinancing commercial (AAG) that runs on some television stations featuring Graves in which he’s introduced as a “legendary actor”…and while I mean no disrespect, I think they padded his resume a tad.
But for me,
But when Mission: Impossible star Steven Hill quit the hit spy series after its first season;
R.I.P. Messrs. Parker and