Bob Newhart, the actor and comedian known for his roles in “Elf” and “Legally Blonde,” has died at the age of 94. His career began with regular appearances on “The Ed Sullivan Show” before he transitioned into acting, starring in films like “Catch-22” and “The Alfred Hitchcock Hour.”
Born in Oak Park, Illinois, on September 5, 1929, Newhart’s early education was at Roman Catholic schools in Chicago, and he graduated from St. Ignatius College Prep in 1947. He later earned a bachelor’s degree in business management from Loyola University Chicago in 1952. After graduation, Newhart served as a personnel manager during the Korean War until his release in 1954.
Newhart’s TV career took off with “The Bob Newhart Show,” where he played Chicago psychologist Robert Hartley. He later starred as Vermont innkeeper Dick Loudon on “Newhart.” In the 1990s, he appeared in the sitcoms “Bob” and “George & Leo.” His voice work includes Bernard in Disney’s “The Rescuers” and “The Rescuers Down Under.”
He won his first Primetime Emmy Award for his role as Professor Proton on “The Big Bang Theory” from 2013 to 2018. His debut comedy album, “The Button-Down Mind of Bob Newhart,” became a hit in 1960, topping the Billboard pop album chart.
I Discovered My Mother-in-Law and Husband’s Scheme to Conceal Food From Me Because I’m ‘Too Fat’ — I Retaliated Against Both of Them
Emily was appalled when she overheard her mother-in-law and husband plotting in hushed tones. Their plan to hide food from her because they thought she was “too fat” was deeply upsetting. Striving to put an end to this toxic behavior, Emily cleverly orchestrated a fitting revenge neither would anticipate.
“Honey, but you don’t want to live with an elephant, do you?” Noele’s voice rang from the kitchen.
I froze on the couch, my knitting needles suspended. Did I hear that correctly? My heart pounded as I strained to hear more.
“I don’t, but she’ll notice it and start asking questions,” my husband replied with uncertainty.
“Act clueless. I’ll remove all the food. I’m ashamed that my daughter-in-law is so large. She’s too fat,” Noele continued, her voice laced with contempt.
My heart felt as if it shattered into countless pieces. Three years ago, after having our son at 40, I struggled to regain my pre-pregnancy body.
I toiled long hours to support our family, even extending financial help to Noele when she needed it. How could she say such hurtful things about me?
Setting down my knitting, I stared at the wall, trying to process the conversation I had just overheard. Tears welled up, but I blinked them back. I didn’t want to break down now.
My phone buzzed, pulling me from my thoughts. I realized I had been sitting in a daze, replaying the events of the previous week when Noele had visited us.
Unbeknownst to me, the missing food was her doing. She had been stealthily clearing out the fridge, not wanting her son to be married to a “fat” woman.
Taking a deep breath, I checked the phone. It was a message from Alexander, my husband.
It read: “Hey honey, don’t wait up. My friends are insisting I stay a little longer :)”
Recently, he always seemed to have an excuse to stay out. I began to wonder if my weight was the reason. Did he really see me as an elephant?
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