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Rip, Russell

When you became the Professor, you got fortune and fame. You were talented and you and I have the same last name. Without your contribution, Gilligan's Island wouldn't have been half as good. But now millions of people are sad because you're gone forgood. You were perfect for the part of the Professor, that's for sure. But sadly, you died just a few days ago of kidney failure. People will always remember you because you were a nice guy. We're all sad because you're dead and we have to say goodbye. [Dedicated to Russell Johnson (1924-2014) who died January 16, 2014.]

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