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Over the weekend the man responsible for the soundtrack of much of my childhood passed away.
Without Alexander Courage I would have nothing to sing while watching hobo fights, nor would I ever have associated creepy sopranos singing over orchestral bombast with green-skinned women (a significant problem if you've had the dating life I've had). And let's not forget the credibility he brought to Nichelle Nichols' disco career.
RIP, my good man. Best wishes as you enter the final frontier. You will be missed.
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