It's just after noon in El Segundo and I'm about to go to lunch, yet
for some reason I feel compelled to put my feelings down for public
ridicule.
In El Segundo the local FOX station broadcasts "Hey Vern, it's
Ernest!" reruns in syndication at 11:30 and again at 1:30 AM. It
continues to be one of my favorite shows and regardless of what time
I need to wake up in the morning I try and catch both reruns. It is
a classic piece of Americana.
Today, the 11:30 installment was the series finale. As many of you
know, actor Jim Varney died of lung cancer recently, and the last episode
of the series had Ernest dying at the hands of Dr. Otto. I have always
caught little snippets of it but today I got to see most of it.
To me, Jim Varney was my favorite actor and probably always will be.
From his commercial spots back in the early 80's to his very successful
"Ernest Goes to Camp", Varney has ingrained a subtle satire
into my life that will not be forgotten. Even now, months after his
passing, I find myself in shock when I think about the fact that he
is no longer alive. Some people have their thoughts that Richard Nixon
is still out there; I'd like to think that somewhere out there Ernest
P. Worrell is still making shoddy B-movies for a rainy Saturday afternoon.
To say that I love the man would be an understatement. I was IN LOVE
with him. Watching "Hey Vern, it's Ernest!" this morning,
I couldn't even try to fight back the tears I am shedding now as each
cast member got to say goodbye. All those memories of what Ernest meant
to me came flooding back in the form of tears. He is missed. He is loved.
He is gone, but will never be forgotten.
Jim old pal, I hope that somewhere out there, wherever you are, you
are logged onto SciFi's website and reading this. I know I never met
you, but I saw the characters you portrayed in television and film,
and I count you a close, personal friend. Maybe it was the way you got
up after falling off that ladder or the way you always called me Vern.
But I always felt we were pretty damn close. I felt as though I was
with you at Camp, and that if I were the last human being on Earth,
you would have saved Christmas just for me. I will sing your praises
until we meet in the great beyond, buddy. Here's to you, Jim.
Matt_2