I've just been giggling to myself all morning as these tributes pour in and as old interviews are played. They keep repeating the best zingers: "Hey, Frank - make yourself at home. Hit somebody." Or how he had carte blanche to insult the wise guys in Sinatra's entourage. Anyone else would get punched in the face, but Rickles would insult the guys and they'd look over like "Was that funny Frank? Oh, okay. Good one Mr. Rickles."
He was one of the true greats. He will be missed.
He was one of the true greats. He will be missed.