
Carroll, (whose legal name was Celine Howe) tread the comedy circuit of the 1940's and 50's - when vaudeville's flame was beginning to fade out and the men got yuks off their Catskill experience. She had her own television show on ABC, was a mother, a housewife, and loved telling jokes about sitting by the pool with ladies who talked trash. Carroll was ahead of her time, and sadly a generation of comedy nerds (like me), were out of the loop.
To top it all off, she was a beauty. A jewish beauty. Her jokes are as fresh today as they were then. So, next time you see the hilarious Sarah Silverman sing songs about poop, remember Jean Carroll. Having done a little research into her comedy, I've a feeling she probably liked Sarah, because this lady had some sass beneath her sweet exterior.
Sean McCarthy has a wonderful tribute over at The Comic's Comic.
NYTimes. Obit. Jean Carroll.
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