Sir Lancelot's armor has been pierced and with angels does he now sing. The Canadian baritone who had the enviable task of serenading and mashing with young, hot Julie Andrews in her prime has left us this 30th of October. As we don our Halloween costumes and revel with the spirits, let us all hope that the ghost of Bob Goulet follows along with us, waiting for that one moment when we're alone, perhaps on the toilet or putting on our costumes in our bedroom, waiting for that perfect moment to bellow into our ear his rich rendition of "C'est Moi" from Camelot, sending us three feet out of our shoes with fright. God speed, Mr. Goulet.
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
If Ever He Would Leave Us
Sir Lancelot's armor has been pierced and with angels does he now sing. The Canadian baritone who had the enviable task of serenading and mashing with young, hot Julie Andrews in her prime has left us this 30th of October. As we don our Halloween costumes and revel with the spirits, let us all hope that the ghost of Bob Goulet follows along with us, waiting for that one moment when we're alone, perhaps on the toilet or putting on our costumes in our bedroom, waiting for that perfect moment to bellow into our ear his rich rendition of "C'est Moi" from Camelot, sending us three feet out of our shoes with fright. God speed, Mr. Goulet.
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