Today, as I drank my first cup of coffee and settled in to my desk at work, I prepared myself for yet another Monday. I went over the current to-do list and marked off which items I needed to cover ASAP, and which would take me more time. Then, I checked the front page of Reddit. To my shock, I read that Harold Ramis has passed away.
Growing up, Ghostbusters was one of my favorite films; and when they filmed Ghostbusters 2 on my block and in my neighborhood, I was ecstatic. I grew up watching all the great comedies that Ramis either starred in or wrote. Whether it was Animal House, Stripes, or Ghostbusters, lines from each of these movies sometimes crawled into my conversations. The article goes on to laud of all his achievements, as well as the fact that he went back to his roots and lived in Chicago up to his death.
Harold Ramis’ work made a huge impression on me growing up. His portfolio of work will live on enriching the lives of kids, and grown-ups alike for years to come. I am saddened that someone I watched growing up has passed, but I am very grateful for all the laughs he gave me.