R.I.P.  Garry Marshall.

Gary, you were born in the Bronx. You gave me HAPPY DAYS. 
You gave me LAVERNE AND SHIRLEY. 

You gave me and the world laughter. So now you've decided to die on us you SON OF A B#@%*! Ok- then go rest in everlasting peace. So many funny memories with your television shows. Gary, I was almost eaten alive recently (Turks and Caicos) and I was so very close to the other side. I SAW THE LIGHT! And, I can still smell the sloppy-seconds broth being used when I was being boiled alive and the re-runs of MORK AND MINDY playing inside of my head that kept me thinking forward, kept me alive. Safe travels, Garry. And, I'm very glad that you got there first!

  

                               bye GARY.