When Wiggles Die...

Greg Page, age 39

Survived by: Jeff, Murray, Anthony, Captain Feathersword, Dorothy the Dinosaur, Henry the Octopus and Wags the Dog.

Our beloved Greg's passing came as a great shock to us all.  He left this world due to a horrible case fruit salad poisoning. Greg loved fruit salad and very often referred to it as, "Yummy yummy!" Greg's passions were singing, dancing, speaking in an Australian accent and the color yellow.  His written word and song proved fatefully ironic in the end: "A Froggy He Would a Wooing Go".  


Wo on Greg.  Wo on, you shiny diamond! 

Jeff Fatt, age 60 

Survived by: Murray, Anthony, Captain Feathersword, Dorothy the Dinosaur, Henry the Octopus and Wags the Dog.

Our beloved Jeff passed from this mortal life in the early Friday morning hours.  Jeff's accidental death came as a shock to all of us.  When he was found, there were hot potato wounds scattered all over his lifeless body.  Jeff had forgotten the common Wiggle practice of offsetting the heat of the hot potatoes with that of the cold banana.


Jeff will be remembered fondly for his love of singing, dancing and the color purple.  A man of few words, Jeff was always the one to feed Wags the Dog.  He will be remembered for his hilarious narcolepsy, although this condition ultimately proved to be the a large contributor of his death. 


"Hey, Hey, Hey, We're All Pirate Dancing." At least Jeff is.  In heaven. Heaven pirate dancing.


Murray Cook, age 51

Survived by: Anthony, Captain Feathersword, Dorothy the Dinosaur, Henry the Octopus and Wags the Dog.

Murray Cook, a Wiggle forever, passed into the realm of dead Australian children's song heros after a horrid Big Red Car accident on I-15.  It traveled near, but alas, it could not travel far. 

Murray will be remembered fondly for his love of singing, dancing and the color Red.  He will also be remembered as "the ugly, but funny one" and "the one that Captain Feathersword was especially fond of."  Murray loved that Big Red Car, but instead of "Choo-Choo-Chugga-Chugga-ing", he was "Moving his arms like Henry" during those last few seconds of his life. 

Anthony Field, age 48 

Survived by: Captain Feathersword, Dorothy the Dinosaur, Henry the Octopus and Wags the Dog.

We are saddened by the sudden passing of our kind friend, Anthony.  Our sweet Anthony, we shall ever miss you, even if you were strangled by a giant octopus while trying to sing a folk song to it underwater.

Anthony will be remembered fondly for his love of singing, dancing and the color blue.  He will be remembered fondly as "the good-looking and charming one."  Anthony's greatest joy in life was living with four other full-grown men and making up dances for them to do late into the night.  Anthony never married and never had a girlfriend, but never once complained about it.  That was the type of attitude Anthony had in life.  It was a beautiful thing.

Anthony, "Can you point your fingers and do the twist?"  No?  Well, we had the mortician do that for you.  We thought it only fitting.
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FYI: In case you were wondering, my very first blog post was 3 years ago today.  But I am not big into Blogiversaries.  I'd rather have you comment on the post that I put so much blood and sweat into over the past hour or so.