This is a response to an e-mail I received from a friend ,who was a big fan of Jonathan Winters.
My brother in law looked exactly like Winters and at times acted like him.
He worked for the now defunct Homes Ambulance Service and one day they had a pick up in midtown and it was none other then Jonathan Winters, who was to be taken to a Hospital to dry out.
The story he tells is, Winters put on a show on his way to the looney bin and convinced Bill and his helper to stop off and pick up a bottle, not being one to let a free drink slide by, he did and by the time they dropped off Winters they were all drunk .
Here comes the wanna be Winters part
I don't remember if I mentioned Bills bar room adventure.
He was drinking in a neighborhood bar where he was a regular, got shit faced, jumped up on the bar, pulled out his pipe and announced " This is a stickup put all your money on the bar and clean out the register"
He collect the money and threatened to kill anyone that followed him , ran out the door, only to find the door led to the mens room, being the master criminal he was , he exited the toilet and shouted "get back on your stools, I was just testing you .
He finally found his way out, went home and went into a coma.
His wife woke him in the morning and asked, where did all this money come from ?
I think I held up Smitty's last night .
You asshole, you better bring it back right now!
Which he did and sheepishly apologized for his odd behavior, returned the loot and ordered a drink.
"What are you totally nuts last night you held me up and now your ordering a drink, it's never going to happen"
At that point one of the old timers threw a ten on the bar and said " give him what he wants, last night was the best time I ever had in this dive bar".
Bill was forgiven and allowed back , but made sure he left his pipe at home.
A true story