Around the time of his death, I read an article which had the following quote:
"I cannot remember a day that went by where he didn't say, 'I want to donate my eyes,' " Orbach's widow, Elaine, recalled yesterday.
A prostate-cancer patient at the time of his death at age 69, the Bronx-born Orbach did not donate any other organs, she said. "He never wore glasses. He could read in the dark, practically - just this wonderful vision he was so proud of."
What strikes me about this whole thing is that we are such a wasteful society. Just as the Mighty Sioux use every part of the Buffalo, we should be using every part of the Jerry Orbach.
But at least two lucky New Yorkers each have one of Jerry Orbach's eyes. I imagine their confidence at work has gone through the roof--
Boss 1: Seriously guys, stop fooling around. Let's keep our eye on the ball here.
Lucky New Yorker 1: You mean let's keep JERRY ORBACH'S EYE on the ball here!
Boss 2: None of these designs are any good. We need a fresh eye on this thing.
Lucky New Yorker 2: You mean we need JERRY ORBACH'S EYE on this thing!
Who knows, maybe Lucky New Yorker 1 and Lucky New Yorker 2 will combine forces and solve crimes. First, I have to go jogging and find a body in a ditch!