I’m not usually one to give a crap when some Hollywood celeb dies tragically.  It’s not that I don’t care that a life has ended but it’s more that I just don’t form personal connections to celebrity, I just have trouble being a rabid fan of anyone or anything.  I was never really a huge admirer of David Carradine’s other works, the Kill Bill movies being an exception, but I have a real soft spot in my heart for the Kung Fu tv show, due mainly to it’s connection with my childhood.

When I was young, read grade school age, in the summer my brother and I would spend the mornings at my grandparents house, watching cartoons in the morning while we had our coffee (milk with a splash of coffee and a lot of sugar) and then things like Bonanza and Kung Fu until grandma’s soaps came on.  It’s hard to find that kind of programming anymore without sitting on TVLand, but that’s a different rant.

So you see, I associate David Carradine with a very happy time of my life and for that, I will miss him, and every cheesy Kung Fu typecast, martial arts related piece of poo he has done since.  With that I say, rest in peace grasshopper, thanks for the good times.