Tuesday, June 28, 2005
Scroll down this page--this is April Winchell’s website. She talks about her father, the great late Paul Winchell whose talents masked a lifetime worth of heartache and tragedy. The story she has to tell is much, much more authentic than anything I have ever seen on these purported, glossy “true life” programs on TV. Here, Mark Evanier writes briefly about it, but states that he will not comment any further on a matter so sensitive and personal in nature (the aforementioned are my words, not his). I must agree, so I too will not elaborate. But April’s account is wrenching, and deserves a look-see.