continues on as a tribute to the living philosophy of perhaps the ultimate comedic genius.
“But nobody noticed.” He went into business selling paint, and scribbled jokes between appointments.Rodney hung around with her I son, who was in the Navy then. If the Catskills were the training ground for that time, a Broadway drugstore called Hanson’s was the laboratory.Rodney, Lenny and a lot of other young guys hung out in the back booths, nursing coffee, nailing each other with wild ideas, gags, nutty notions for routines. Some, like Joe Ancis, were brilliant in the booth and on the street; Bruce once admitted that he owed maybe a third of his act to Joe.Research reveals that Rodney Dangerfield is the sap in his own family tree. Elevator operators eye him and always say the same thing: “Basement?” On a night out in a Chinese restaurant, he opens his fortune cookie and gets the check from the next table. And of course—as a connoisseur of the hairsbreadth art of stand-up comedy will tell you—no respect.