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+ "page_name": "Harold Ramis - Biography, Height & Life Story | Super Stars Bio",
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+ "page_snippet": "Harold Ramis was born in Chicago, Illinois, United States. Harold Ramis is Actor by profession, find out fun facts, age, height, and more.I found out I have the same birthday and zodiac sign as him. even though I never met him in my entire life, I bet I would understand him well. But maybe not as well as people who have met him. My point is R.I.P Harold Ramis. Even though he may be dead, he is still my idle now and forever. Harold Ramis was 6 feet 2 inches (1.88 m). ... This was really helpful. I found out I have the same birthday and zodiac sign as him. even though I never met him in my entire life, I bet I would understand him well. But maybe not as well as people who have met him. My point is R.I.P Harold Ramis. Harold Ramis was an American actor, born on 21 November, 1944 in Chicago, Illinois, United States. ... Harold Ramis passed away on February 24, 2014. Harold Ramis passed away on February 24, 2014. ... The cause of Harold Ramis\u2019s death was Autoimmune Disease.",
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This was really helpful. I found out I have the same birthday and zodiac sign as him. even though I never met him in my entire life, I bet I would understand him well. But maybe not as well as people who have met him. My point is R.I.P Harold Ramis. Even though he may be dead, he is still my idle now and forever. Thank you.
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+ "page_name": "The Story of Harold Ramis and Amy Heckerling\u2019s Secret Daughter",
+ "page_url": "https://www.vulture.com/2018/06/the-story-of-harold-ramis-and-amy-heckerlings-daughter.html",
+ "page_snippet": "Harold Ramis\u2019s daughter Violet tells the story of her father and Amy Heckerling\u2019s daughter Mollie in her new book, Ghostbuster\u2019s Daughter.\u201cYou know that married asshole that gets Kirstie Alley\u2019s character pregnant and then won\u2019t leave his wife?\u201d Amy Heckerling and Harold Ramis. Photo: Getty Images \u00b7 The following is an excerpt from Ghostbuster\u2019s Daughter: Life With My Dad, Harold Ramis by Violet Ramis Stiel, out today. We spent an afternoon looking at the Bayeux Tapestry and Dad bought a kit to embroider a throw pillow with the image of Harold, Earl of Wessex, who later became the king of England. We ate the most amazing meal at the Ferme Saint Sim\u00e9on in Honfleur, and then went back the next night and ate the exact same thing again (lobster salad with avocado and citrus dressing, and a steak with morel mushrooms and fois gras, if you must know). We ate the most amazing meal at the Ferme Saint Sim\u00e9on in Honfleur, and then went back the next night and ate the exact same thing again (lobster salad with avocado and citrus dressing, and a steak with morel mushrooms and fois gras, if you must know). We also ate really bad ham steaks in Caen at what seemed like a French Denny\u2019s. During that trip, while driving to yet another crumbling abbey, my dad said he had something important to tell me.",
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One afternoon in September of 1985, in the midst of my parents\u2019 separation and the official beginning of his relationship with Erica, my dad picked me up from school and told me we were going to visit a friend of his, Amy, at the hospital.
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\u201cWho is she?\u201d I asked, knowing the name sounded familiar but not able to place it.
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\u201cAmy\u2019s a friend from work,\u201d he said. \u201cShe directed Fast Times at Ridgemont High.\u201d
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\u201cOh yeah,\u201d I giggled, waggling my eyebrows and making kissy faces. \u201cI liked that one. Is she sick?\u201d
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\u201cNope, she just had a baby.\u201d
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\u201cOooh, can I hold it?\u201d I asked, still enamored with all things reproductive.
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\u201cProbably not,\u201d he said. \u201cShe\u2019s brand\u2011new and very tiny and we\u2019re just going to say hi and then leave.\u201d
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\u201cCan we go to McDonald\u2019s after?\u201d
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\u201cSure.\u201d
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When we got to the hospital, I remember seeing Amy, pale and exhausted, looking down at me from the bed and a tiny baby sleeping in a bassinet by her side. After a couple minutes, the nurse came to take the baby to the nursery and the three of us walked down the hall together to look at the other babies in the unit. All the infants were crying, and it distressed me. \u201cIsn\u2019t anyone coming to pick them up?\u201d I asked my dad and Amy. \u201cDoesn\u2019t anybody care?\u201d There was uncomfortable silence. I was only eight, but I could tell that something weird was in the air. Amy was nice enough but did not seem particularly happy to see us, and my dad was definitely in a hurry to get out of there. About a year later, I was snooping around in Dad and Erica\u2019s room \u2014 The Joy of Sex in the nightstand drawer? Check! \u2014 and, opening Erica\u2019s diary to a random page, I came across the following sentence: \u201cWe just found out that Amy Heckerling\u2019s baby is Harold\u2019s baby, too.\u201d Say what now? Harold\u2019s baby? I was Harold\u2019s baby. How could there possibly be another? Despite my shock, I didn\u2019t say anything to my dad or Erica about it. I did bring it up to my mom, however, over our respective breakfasts of Grape\u2011Nuts with four sugar cubes (me) and half a watermelon (her) when I was ten or so. I don\u2019t know if I was compelled by genuine curiosity and a need to process or if I was just being my usual troublemaking self, but all of a sudden, I just blurted out of nowhere, \u201cDid you know about Dad and Amy Heckerling?\u201d
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\u201cYes,\u201d she said carefully, \u201cI knew. They had an affair, and she was really in love with him but then he and Erica got together and \u2026 why do you ask?\u201d She looked at me unwaveringly with her clear green eyes but swallowed audibly. I remember hoping she wouldn\u2019t cry.
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\u201cDid you know they have a baby together?\u201d I asked sharply.
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\u201cOh \u2026 I thought he wasn\u2019t sure.\u201d She looked away. \u201cHe told you?\u201d
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\u201cNo, I overheard him talking to Erica about it. Don\u2019t tell him I told you.\u201d
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She agreed, we both hastily dropped the subject, and I tried as best I could to put the whole thing out of my mind. For all my precociousness, I was confused by the whole situation. How could my dad have another baby but not be with it? Did that mean he wasn\u2019t really its dad? Was the baby part of our family? Why didn\u2019t he tell me it was his baby when we were at the hospital? Why did my mom seem so sad? I could have asked these questions but I didn\u2019t. I preferred being in the dark, scared of whatever the answers might reveal. I figured as long as everyone else was keeping the secret, I would too.
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When I was about twelve, my mom and I went to a good friend\u2019s performance art show and party in downtown L.A. As soon as we walked into the courtyard of the theater, my mom said, \u201cViolet! Amy Heckerling is here \u2026 with the girl.\u201d Oh great, I thought, this is the last thing I want to deal with right now. Visiting Amy and the baby in the hospital and then talking to my mom about the situation had been enough of this Other Daughter to last me a lifetime. I was already annoyed about being at the show in the first place, and this encounter threatened to push me over the edge. \u201cCan we leave? Please?\u201d I moaned. \u201cI didn\u2019t even want to come.\u201d My mom completely ignored me, too curious to care that I was not in the mood.
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The girl, who was probably around five, had a mop of fiery red hair and danced around among the partygoers. I could barely look at her.
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\u201cOoh, she looks just like Harold, doesn\u2019t she?\u201d my mom whispered conspiratorially.
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\u201cI don\u2019t know, maybe,\u201d I said sulkily.
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It was true but I didn\u2019t want to accept it. My dad and I were fighting a lot during that time and here was this sweet little sprite who could just dance into his life at any time. It worried me, but I couldn\u2019t admit it. I don\u2019t know if I was also somehow ashamed of this mess he\u2019d made, but I had emotionally distanced myself so much from the issue that it didn\u2019t sink in at all that this little girl was my half sister. I was at the height of my preteen angst and just didn\u2019t want to think about or deal with anyone else\u2019s drama when I had so much of my own going on internally at all times.
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After that close encounter, I managed to put this little mystery sister out of my mind for the most part. She had her life and I had mine. It seemed strange to leave such an important loose end flapping around in the breeze, but I had no control over the situation and no interest in sharing my dad with anyone else. If all of the adults in the situation were fine with ignoring it, who was I to stir the pot? Nothing to see here, just move along \u2026
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In June of 1999, my dad told me to pick any place in the world, and he would take me there for a father\u2011daughter postgrad travel adventure.
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I suggested Portugal or Tokyo and he said, \u201cWell, yeahhhhh. That would be cool. How about northern France?\u201d A road trip through the picturesque French countryside wasn\u2019t exactly what I had in mind, but I knew that we would have a great time wherever we went. So we spent a few days in Paris, drinking caf\u00e9 au lait and eating p\u00e2t\u00e9 and croissants, and then rented a car and took off for Normandy. Dad drove and I tried to navigate as we passed through Vernon, Rouen, Deauville, Etretat, and Saint\u2011L\u00f4. Dad\u2019s accent was so good that when we asked people for directions, they would respond in such rapid\u2011fire French that we were left more confused than when we started. Meanwhile, he laughed at my complete lack of French comprehension when I noticed yet another street sign for H\u00f4tel de Ville, and said, \u201cWhat is that? Like a Best Western or something?\u201d We visited Mont Saint\u2011Michel, stayed in a sixteenth\u2011century castle for a night, drank calvados at every opportunity, and laughed and laughed and laughed. We spent an afternoon looking at the Bayeux Tapestry and Dad bought a kit to embroider a throw pillow with the image of Harold, Earl of Wessex, who later became the king of England. We ate the most amazing meal at the Ferme Saint Sim\u00e9on in Honfleur, and then went back the next night and ate the exact same thing again (lobster salad with avocado and citrus dressing, and a steak with morel mushrooms and fois gras, if you must know). We also ate really bad ham steaks in Caen at what seemed like a French Denny\u2019s.
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During that trip, while driving to yet another crumbling abbey, my dad said he had something important to tell me.
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\u201cI know this sounds crazy \u2026 but you have a sister.\u201d He looked over quickly to gauge my reaction.
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\u201cAmy Heckerling\u2019s kid?\u201d I asked. He nodded, looking confused. \u201cI know. I\u2019ve known forever.\u201d
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\u201cBut \u2014 wha? How?\u201d he sputtered.
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\u201cWell,\u201d I said slowly, \u201cI knew that you and Mom had an \u2026understanding. Then, when I was a kid, you took me to the hospital to meet this random woman and her baby.\u201d
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\u201cYou remember that?\u201d
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\u201cUm, yeah! It didn\u2019t seem like a happy visit, even to a seven\u2011year\u2011old. What were you thinking? Why did you bring me there? Was I like your human shield?\u201d
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\u201cSomething like that.\u201d He laughed.
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\u201cI think I also overheard you and Erica talking about it once,\u201d I lied, not wanting to tell him that I\u2019d read her journal. \u201cAnd then, when I was about twelve, Mom and I saw the girl and Amy at a performance art thing and Mom was like, \u2018Ooh, she looks just like Harold,\u2019 so I pretty much figured it out. You dirty dawg!\u201d
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\u201cI\u2019m so sorry, my baby.\u201d
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\u201cIt had to be a girl,\u201d I teased. \u201cBrothers I\u2019m okay with, but a sister? Come on. I\u2019m supposed to be the only Daddy\u2019s girl.\u201d
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\u201cI don\u2019t think that will be a problem. She doesn\u2019t even know.\u201d
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\u201cHow is that possible?\u201d
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\u201cOh boy.\u201d He took a deep breath. \u201cWell, Amy and I were having an affair and she got pregnant. She was married at the time but had had a few miscarriages and really wanted a child so she said she was going to have it even though she wasn\u2019t sure who the father was. I think she was hoping that I\u2019d leave Anne to be with her, but I knew it wouldn\u2019t work out between us. I was just getting involved with Erica \u2026 it was a mess.
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She had the baby and she never told her husband that there was any question of paternity.\u201d
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\u201cOuch.\u201d I cringed.
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\u201cYeah, ouch. Eventually they got divorced. I suppose he was always suspicious, because he did a DNA test and found out that Mollie wasn\u2019t his biological child. He made Amy swear never to tell Mollie but he called me, pretty pissed off, and told me. I feel like such a jerk.\u201d
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\u201cYou\u2019re not a jerk, Daddy.\u201d
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\u201cWell, I\u2019m sure Amy thinks I am. Have you ever seen Look Who\u2019s Talking?\u201d
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\u201cYeah.\u201d
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\u201cWell, you know that married asshole that gets Kirstie Alley\u2019s character pregnant and then won\u2019t leave his wife?\u201d
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\u201cYeah?\u201d
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\u201cThat\u2019s me.\u201d Le sigh.
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Looking back, I wasn\u2019t particularly freaked out by our conversation. I was in a great place in my life, so the discomfort I felt when I saw Mollie at the art show was long gone. If anything, I felt happy that my dad had trusted me enough to talk to me and I figured that as long as I was number one, maybe it didn\u2019t matter if I wasn\u2019t the only one.
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As the trip came to an end, we spent one last night in Paris before flying out. We had dinner at Brasserie Lipp and talked about what the upcoming year might have in store for both of us. As we walked back to the hotel, a light rain fell and I held on tight to him under the doorman\u2011size umbrella he always seemed to have handy.
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\u201cThank you for a great trip, Daddy,\u201d I said, suddenly fighting back tears.
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\u201cYou are so welcome, Daughtie. Don\u2019t cry. I loved every minute of it, too.\u201d
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In a way, our trip to France felt like a reward for surviving the turmoil of the previous fifteen years. We\u2019d made it through the divorce, his remarriage, and my rebellion intact; I\u2019d graduated from college with honors, and he was coming off the success of Analyze This, so it was a perfect celebration of our individual successes, along with the strength and resiliency of our relationship. The next morning, we flew back to Los Angeles and our separate lives. I prepared for my next move and he started pre\u2011production for his next project, Bedazzled. To this day, that trip remains one of my most cherished memories of time spent with my dad.
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One day in the spring of 2004, my dad called. His voice sounded slightly off, maybe a little forced, as he broke the news. \u201cI heard from Amy Heckerling.\u201d
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\u201cOh, really?\u201d I made sure to keep my tone casual and calm even though my stomach lurched a little. \u201cWhat did she say?\u201d
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\u201cShe said that Mollie knows everything and wants to meet me.\u201d
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\u201cReally? Wow. How do you feel about that?\u201d
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\u201cOy, I don\u2019t know. Nervous. Excited.\u201d
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\u201cI bet.\u201d
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\u201cShe goes to NYU and they have an apartment on the Upper West Side.\u201d
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\u201cThat\u2019s crazy. What if she\u2019s, like, my next\u2011door neighbor?\u201d
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\u201cWell, we\u2019ll find out. I\u2019m thinking I\u2019ll meet her when we\u2019re in town next month on the way to the Vineyard.\u201d
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\u201cYikes. Okay.\u201d
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\u201cI\u2019m going to talk to her on the phone later this week. Are you okay with this? Does it freak you out?\u201d
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\u201cNot really. I thought it would but \u2026 \u201d
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\u201cErica is kind of freaked out.\u201d
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\u201cReally? Why?\u201d
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\u201cOhhh, I think she\u2019s worried about the potential for disaster.\u201d \u201cWhat\u2019s new?\u201d I laughed. \u201cThey don\u2019t want anything from you though, right? It\u2019s not going to be a big dramatic scene, is it? She just wants to meet?\u201d
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\u201cI think so. That\u2019s what Amy said. We\u2019ll see. Oh my God. I hope it isn\u2019t a total disaster.\u201d
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\u201cIt won\u2019t be,\u201d I reassured him. In truth, I had no idea if it would be a disaster or not, but I wasn\u2019t used to seeing my dad so out of sorts and I wanted to give him the same comfort and confidence that he\u2019d always given me.
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Phone calls happened, arrangements were made. The plan was for all of us to meet her and say hi and then Mollie and Dad would go alone to have coffee and talk while Amy, Erica, Julian (then fourteen), Daniel (then ten), toddler Keon, and I would have lunch and wait for them. If things went well, we could all go back to my apartment. If they didn\u2019t, we\u2019d go our separate ways. Dad was so nervous \u2014 blinky and compulsively adjusting his shirt. Erica kept squeezing my arm and saying, \u201cI can\u2019t believe this is happening.\u201d I can only imagine the excitement, worry, and anticipation they were feeling because I felt nothing, disassociated \u2014 in other words, my default mode for when other people are emotional.
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Mollie and Amy walked up to us on Broadway and introductions were made. I greeted Mollie warmly and we awkwardly embraced. She was eighteen, in a flowery dress and army jacket, with long red hair and my dad\u2019s face. Amy was petite and pale and looked like a rock star who had just rolled out of bed. Dad and Mollie went off to French Roast while the rest of us went to Artie\u2019s Deli. Amy and Erica chatted and drank iced tea while the boys ate bagels and I wrangled Keon. After about an hour, Dad and Mollie walked in smiling and we all went back to my apartment to hang out. What I remember most about that first day is how Mollie seemed so similar to us and yet so different at the same time. Physically, there was an undeniable resemblance. I mean, she looked even more like my dad than I did, fiery red hair notwithstanding. In fact, seeing her made me realize how much of my looks had come from my mother. But where nature ends and nurture takes over, Mollie was like a stranger. Her vibe, cadence, and timing were so different from ours. Granted, it was an overwhelming day for her, but she seemed shy and hesitant in a way I hadn\u2019t anticipated. I could tell she was funny, and we kept trying to connect, but I felt like we were always just a beat off from really clicking. Mostly, though, I was just relieved that it seemed to be a drama\u2011free encounter. As we wrapped up the evening, she and I exchanged phone numbers and said we\u2019d get together soon.
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Of course, after Mollie and Amy left, we grilled my dad on how their conversation had gone.
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\u201cI think it was good,\u201d he vocal\u2011fried. \u201cIt all just feels so big.\u201d \u201cOkay, just give us the nutshell,\u201d I nudged.
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\u201cWell, she wanted to know the story from my perspective. I told her and she seemed okay with it. She told me how it was for her to find out. I don\u2019t know. I apologized.\u201d
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\u201cFor what?\u201d
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\u201cFor not having been there for her. It seemed like the right thing to do at the time but \u2026 who knows? Right for me, but maybe not for her.\u201d \u201cIt seems like she turned out pretty well in spite of it all though, no?\u201d \u201cOh yeah, she did just fine without me. She\u2019s smart. She\u2019s funny. She writes \u2026 But still. It\u2019s big, my baby. Big, big, big!\u201d
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A few months later, Dad was in New York alone and asked me if I wanted to go to Mollie\u2019s birthday party with him. We went to someone\u2019s apartment downtown and smoked pot with some people on the roof. I, not knowing who knew what, mistakenly introduced myself to a young woman as Mollie\u2019s sister. She was immediately taken aback. \u201cWhat? I\u2019m her cousin. How is that possible?\u201d Oops. Mollie was tough to read but tried to reassure me it was okay. I felt bad about possibly messing things up for Mollie with her family, but I was also confused. Now that we all knew each other, weren\u2019t things going to be out in the open? Apparently not, as there were still strong feelings and issues to be resolved in this complicated situation.
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Mollie and I didn\u2019t talk for almost two years after that. Not because we didn\u2019t want to, just because we were both lazy flakes. She and my dad spoke and emailed from time to time but didn\u2019t seem to develop a steady rhythm with each other. He always spoke about her with a kind of wistfulness that I found heartbreaking. I know he was the bad guy in their scenario; that wasn\u2019t a position he often was in, and it weighed on him.
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About five years after our initial meeting, Mollie came over to my apartment. We got stoned, clicked (hallelujah!), and started to have a real relationship of our own. She was hilarious and creative and ballsy and we were amazed at all of the overlap in our personalities and upbringings despite the differences. Now, I may be partial to oddly neurotic Jewish girls who say \u201cfuck\u201d a lot and aren\u2019t afraid of a good Holocaust joke, but she was like a dream come true. Actually, I had never met anyone like her, and I was kind of in love. She came over every Tuesday night for the next year and we became really close. My kids loved her because she made dirty jokes and laughed at their shenanigans. One night, as she watched me wage full\u2011scale bedtime warfare against my two little rebels, she laughed into her beer bottle as I finally closed their bedroom door and tiptoed back into the living room. We\u2019d just started talking when, out of nowhere, she flipped me the bird.
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\u201cDid you just give me the finger?\u201d I asked mock incredulously. \u201cNo, Keon is behind you making faces and being a little shit,\u201d she laughed.
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\u201cOh,\u201d I said, grinning from ear to ear, \u201cwell then, that\u2019s fine.\u201d
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The parallels and contrasts between Mollie and myself would make for a great psychological study, or at the very least, an interesting episode of Separated at Birth. We grew up in similarly unusual Hollywood families, so our frames of reference line up almost identically; however, whereas I am confident but shy, she struggles with low self\u2011esteem but is very brave. She was the lead singer in a rock band for several years and is now writing scripts, making puppets, and doing stand\u2011up comedy. Badass, right? Our mutual admiration for each other (\u201cYou\u2019re amazing!\u201d \u201cNo, you\u2019re amazing!\u201d) allowed us to get close without it ever feeling competitive.
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Ironically, in 2004, another sister joined the family when Ayda Wondemu came from Ethiopia to stay with Dad & Co. and attend Julian and Daniel\u2019s private school. Ayda, fifteen and entering her sophomore year, had researched schools and contacted the admissions department on her own, outside of any established exchange program. They, in turn, reached out to my family, who agreed to host her. For the first year she lived with Dad and Erica, Ayda pretty much ate only meat and chocolate (separately, of course) and read romance novels obsessively. I think she clung to these familiar things because the adjustment to a totally new life was so overwhelming. Over time, she expanded her tastes \u2014 in both food and reading \u2014 and she thrived socially and academically at school. Amazingly, despite the differences in background, she fit right in with the family and all of our mishigas.
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Ayda, Julian, and Daniel lived as siblings and were very close. Ayda and I liked each other from the start but both felt a little threatened nonetheless. She stayed in what had originally been \u201cmy\u201d room in the Glencoe house and seemed to fulfill all of my dad\u2019s daughterly requirements \u2014 funny, sweet, intellectual, creative. Was this the other daughter I should have been worrying about instead of Mollie? Thankfully, no. As it turned out, whatever concerns I had were totally unfounded. My dad adored Ayda (and Mollie) but there was plenty of love to go around.
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What was supposed to have been a one\u2011year stay stretched into two, then three, and Ayda graduated from North Shore Country Day in 2007. She then went on to Tufts, where she double\u2011majored in international affairs and French literature, receiving her BA, with honors, in 2011. We remained her home base through college \u2014 Dad, Erica, and the boys in Chicago, and me and my brood in New York. Ayda did a few rotations of relief work in the Philippines and Uganda before eventually getting her master\u2019s in international affairs from Johns Hopkins. She is now working at an NGO refugee camp in South Sudan. We all talk to her regularly and are hopeful that she will be able to return to her second home and us, her second family, soon.
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Far from where I started as a lonely only child, the big, jumbled mess of our family now includes five siblings connected in various ways by DNA, shared history, choice, and, most important, love. Julian, Daniel, Mollie, Ayda, and I may not all share the traditional bonds of parentage or the experience of growing up under the same roof, but we are deeply and undeniably connected, and I value the relationships I have with all of them beyond anything I could ever have imagined. Even though he\u2019s not here with us, I know that my dad, always the proud patriarch, is beaming at us \u2014 his beautiful mess of a family \u2014 from wherever he is.
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From GHOSTBUSTER\u2019S DAUGHTER by Violet Ramis Stiel, published by Blue Rider Press, an imprint of Penguin Publishing Group, a division of Penguin Random House, LLC. Copyright \u00a9 2018 by Violet Ramis Stiel.
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\n Still ongoing, issues around the truth of Mollie\u2019s paternity led to her being cut off by some members of her family. This is, in part, why I\u2019ve chosen to reveal this long\u2011held secret and claim Mollie officially (with her consent, of course) as one of us. I know my dad would have stepped up and done the same if he were here.\n\n\n
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+ "page_snippet": "Harold Allen Ramis (/\u02c8re\u026am\u026as/; November 21, 1944 \u2013 February 24, 2014) was an American actor, comedian, and filmmaker. His film acting roles include Egon Spengler in Ghostbusters (1984) and Ghostbusters II (1989), and as Russell Ziskey in Stripes (1981); he also co-wrote those films.Stephen Colbert paid tribute to Ramis on an episode of his show The Colbert Report. Colbert said that \"as a young, bookish man with glasses looking for a role model, I might have picked Harold Ramis.\" He ended the show by thanking him. The 2016 film Ghostbusters, a reboot of the series Ramis co-created and starred in, was posthumously dedicated to him. A bust of Ramis appears in the film. In the 2021 movie Ghostbusters: Afterlife, the age-progressed image of Ramis appears as the ghost of Egon Spengler; a dedication before the end credits also reads \"for Harold.\" In 2004, Ramis was inducted into the St. Louis Walk of Fame. In 2005, he received the Austin Film Festival's Distinguished Screenwriter Award. In 2010, he received a lifetime achievement award from the Chicago Improv Festival. In 2015, the Writers Guild of America posthumously honored him with their lifetime achievement award, the Laurel Award for Screenwriting Achievement. In 2016, two years after his death, The Second City founded the Harold Ramis Film School, the first film school to focus solely on film comedy, in his honor. On February 2, 2024, Chicago declared every February 2nd going forward to be \"Harold Ramis Day\".",
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Ramis was born on November 21, 1944, in Chicago, Illinois,[3] the son of Ruth (n\u00e9e Cokee) (1919\u20132001) and Nathan Ramis (1915\u20132009), who owned the Ace Food & Liquor Mart on the city's West Side.[1] Ramis had a Jewish upbringing.[4][5][6][7] In his adult life, he did not practice any religion.[8][9] He graduated from Stephen K. Hayt Elementary School in June 1958 and Nicholas Senn High School in 1962, both Chicago public schools,[10] and in 1966 from Washington University in St. Louis, Missouri,[1][11] where he was a member of the Alpha Xi chapter of Zeta Beta Tau fraternity.[12]\n
Afterward, Ramis worked in a mental institution in St. Louis for seven months. He later said of his time working there that it:\n
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\u2026prepared me well for when I went out to Hollywood to work with actors. People laugh when I say that, but it was actually very good training. And not just with actors; it was good training for just living in the world. It's knowing how to deal with people who might be reacting in a way that's connected to anxiety or grief or fear or rage. As a director, you're dealing with that constantly with actors. But if I were a businessman, I'd probably be applying those same principles to that line of work.[11]
Ramis began writing parodic plays in college, saying years later, \"In my heart, I felt I was a combination of Groucho and Harpo Marx, of Groucho using his wit as a weapon against the upper classes, and of Harpo's antic charm and the fact that he was oddly sexy\u2014he grabs women, pulls their skirts off, and gets away with it.\"[1] He avoided the Vietnam Warmilitary draft by taking methamphetamine to fail his draft physical.[13]\n
Following his work in St. Louis, Ramis returned to Chicago, where by 1968, he was a substitute teacher at schools serving the inner-city Robert Taylor Homes public housing development.[14] He also became associated with the guerrilla television collective TVTV, headed by his college friend Michael Shamberg, and wrote freelance for the Chicago Daily News. \"Michael Shamberg, right out of college, had started freelancing for newspapers and got on as a stringer for a local paper, and I thought, 'Well, if Michael can do that, I can do that.' I wrote a spec piece and submitted it to the Chicago Daily News, the Arts & Leisure section, and they started giving me assignments [for] entertainment features.\"[15] Additionally, Ramis had begun studying and performing with Chicago's Second Cityimprovisational comedy troupe.[16]\n
Ramis's newspaper writing led to him becoming joke editor at Playboy magazine.[11] \"I called\u2026just cold and said I had written several pieces freelance and did they have any openings. And they happened to have their entry-level job, party jokes editor, open. He liked my stuff and he gave me a stack of jokes that readers had sent in and asked me to rewrite them. I had been in Second City in the workshops already and Michael Shamberg and I had written comedy shows in college.\"[15] Ramis was eventually promoted to associate editor.[17]\n
After leaving Second City for a time and returning in 1972, having been replaced in the main cast by John Belushi, Ramis worked his way back as Belushi's deadpan foil. In 1974, Belushi brought Ramis and other Second City performers, including Ramis's frequent future collaborator Bill Murray, to New York City to work on The National Lampoon Radio Hour.[1]\n
During this time, Ramis, Belushi, Murray, Joe Flaherty, Christopher Guest, and Gilda Radner starred in the revue The National Lampoon Show, the successor to National Lampoon's Lemmings.[18] Later, Ramis became a performer on, and head writer of, the Canadian sketch-comedy television series SCTV during its first three years (1976\u20131979).[19] At this juncture, SCTV was seen mainly in Canada, and also via syndication in scattered markets in the US. He was soon offered work as a writer at Saturday Night Live but chose to continue with SCTV.[17] Characterizations by Ramis on SCTV include weaselly, corrupt and constantly sweating Dialing for Dollars host/SCTV station manager Maurice \"Moe\" Green, outwardly amiable (but thoroughly fascist) cop Officer Friendly, exercise guru Swami Bananananda (whose real name was Dennis Peterson), stern board chairman Allan \"Crazy Legs\" Hirschman and home dentist Mort Finkel. His celebrity impressions on SCTV included Kenneth Clark and Leonard Nimoy.\n
In 1984, Ramis executive produced a music/comedy/variety television show called The Top. The producer was Paul Flaherty and the director was David Jove. Ramis got involved after the mysterious death of his friend Peter Ivers, who had hosted Jove's underground show New Wave Theatre. He called Jove and offered to help. Flattery and Jove pitched him the idea for The Top, and Ramis was instrumental in getting it on the air.\n
Guest stars included Rodney Dangerfield, Chevy Chase, and Dan Aykroyd. Ramis got Bill Murray to host but, because Ghostbusters filming ran late, he did not make it to the taping. Chase came out dressed as a \"punk\" of the time and somehow got into a physical altercation with an audience member (also a punk) during the opening monologue. He immediately left the taping. Flattery and Jove carried on with the show.\n
Ramis then got Andy Kaufman to fill in for Chase and recorded the host segments at a separate, later, session; it would be Kaufman's final professional appearance.\n
The Top aired on Friday, January 27, 1984, at 7 p.m. It scored a 7.7% rating and a 14% share. This represented a 28% rating increase and a 27% share increase over KTLA's regularly scheduled Happy Days/Laverne and Shirley.\n
Ramis left SCTV to pursue a film career and wrote a script with National Lampoon magazine's Douglas Kenney, which eventually became National Lampoon's Animal House. They were later joined by a third collaborator, Chris Miller. The 1978 film followed the struggle between a rowdy college fraternity house and the college dean. The film's humor was raunchy for its time. Animal House \"broke all box-office records for comedies\" and earned $141 million.[1]\n
He also had a voice part as Zeke in the \"So Beautiful & So Dangerous\" segment of Heavy Metal in 1981.\n
Ramis next co-wrote the comedy Meatballs, starring Bill Murray. The movie was a commercial success and became the first of six film collaborations between Murray and Ramis.[1] His third film and his directorial debut was Caddyshack, which he wrote with Kenney and Brian Doyle-Murray. It starred Chevy Chase, Rodney Dangerfield, Ted Knight, and Bill Murray. Like Ramis's previous two films, Caddyshack was a commercial success.\n
In 1982, Ramis was attached to direct the film adaptation of the Pulitzer Prize-winning book A Confederacy of Dunces by John Kennedy Toole. The film was to star John Belushi and Richard Pryor, but the project was aborted.[20] In 1984, Ramis collaborated with Dan Aykroyd on the screenplay for Ghostbusters, which became one of the biggest comedy hits of all time, in which he also starred as Dr. Egon Spengler.[21] He reprised the role for the 1989 sequel, Ghostbusters II (which he also co-wrote with Aykroyd). His later film Groundhog Day has been called his \"masterpiece\".[1]\n
His films have been noted for attacking \"the smugness of institutional life\u2026with an impish good [will] that is unmistakably American.\" They are also noted for \"Ramis's signature tongue-in-cheek pep talks.\" Sloppiness and improv were also important aspects of his work. Ramis frequently depicted the qualities of \"anger, curiosity, laziness, and woolly idealism\" in \"a hyper-articulate voice\".[1]\n
In 2004, Ramis turned down the opportunity to direct the Bernie Mac-Ashton Kutcher film Guess Who, then under the working title \"The Dinner Party\", because he considered it poorly written. That same year, he began filming the low-budget The Ice Harvest, \"his first attempt to make a comic film noir.\" Ramis spent six weeks trying to get the film greenlit because he had difficulty reaching an agreement about stars John Cusack's and Billy Bob Thornton's salaries. The film received mixed reviews. In 2004, Ramis's typical directing fee was $5 million.[1]\n
In an interview in the documentary American Storytellers, Ramis said he hoped to make a film about Emma Goldman (even pitching Disney with the idea of having Bette Midler star)[22] but that none of the film studios were interested and that it would have been difficult to raise the funding.\n
Ramis said in 2009 that he planned to make a third Ghostbusters film for release either in mid-2011[23] or for Christmas 2012.[24] A reboot to the franchise, also called Ghostbusters, was eventually made and released in 2016, directed and co-written by Paul Feig. In this film, a bronze bust of Ramis can be seen when Erin Gilbert leaves her office at Columbia University. Later, the second sequel to the original film, Ghostbusters: Afterlife, was released in 2021 and posthumously dedicated to him.\n
Ramis was married twice and had four children. On July 2, 1967,[3] he married San Francisco artist Anne Plotkin, with whom he had a daughter, Violet Ramis Stiel.[1][25] Actor and Ghostbusters co-star Bill Murray is Violet's godfather.[1] Ramis and Plotkin separated in 1984 and later divorced.[1]\n
Ramis' daughter Mollie Israel (known professionally as Mollie Heckerling) was born in 1985 to him and director Amy Heckerling, while Heckerling was married to actor-director Neal Israel.[26]\n
In 1989, Ramis married Erica Mann, daughter of director Daniel Mann and actress Mary Kathleen Williams.[27] Together they had two sons, Julian Arthur and Daniel Hayes in 1990 and 1994.[3]\n
Although Ramis maintained humanist beliefs, Erica's Buddhist upbringing greatly influenced his philosophies for the rest of his life, and he became friends with the Dalai Lama.\n
Ramis was a Chicago Cubs fan, and when he moved back from Los Angeles to Chicago in the late 1990s, he would attend games at Wrigley Field, sometimes taking part of the seventh-inning stretch of \"Take Me Out to the Ball Game\".[28][29] His pastimes included fencing, ritual drumming, acoustic guitar, and making hats from felted fleece; additionally, he taught himself to ski by watching skiers on television.[1]\n
In May 2010, Ramis contracted an infection that resulted in complications from autoimmuneinflammatoryvasculitis and lost the ability to walk. After relearning to walk he suffered a relapse of the disease in late 2011.[30]\n
Upon Ramis's death, then-President Barack Obama released a statement, saying, \"When we watched his movies\u2014from Animal House and Caddyshack to Ghostbusters and Groundhog Day\u2014we didn't just laugh until it hurt. We questioned authority. We identified with the outsider. We rooted for the underdog. And through it all, we never lost our faith in happy endings.\"[32] He ended his statement by saying he hoped Ramis \"received total consciousness\", in reference to a line from Caddyshack.[33]\n
Ramis and longtime collaborator Bill Murray had a falling out during the filming of Groundhog Day, which Ramis attributed to problems that Murray had in his own life at the time. They did not speak for more than 20 years. Shortly before Ramis's death, Murray, encouraged by his brother Brian Doyle-Murray, visited him to make amends with a box of donuts and a police escort, according to Ramis's daughter Violet. At that point, Ramis had lost most of his ability to speak, so Murray did most of the talking over several hours.[34] Murray gave a tribute to Ramis at the 86th Academy Awards.[35]\n
Stephen Colbert paid tribute to Ramis on an episode of his show The Colbert Report. Colbert said that \"as a young, bookish man with glasses looking for a role model, I might have picked Harold Ramis.\" He ended the show by thanking him.[36]\n
In 2016, two years after his death, The Second City founded the Harold Ramis Film School, the first film school to focus solely on film comedy, in his honor.\n
The 2016 film Ghostbusters, a reboot of the series Ramis co-created and starred in, was posthumously dedicated to him.[41] A bust of Ramis appears in the film.[42][43] In the 2021 movie Ghostbusters: Afterlife, the age-progressed image of Ramis appears as the ghost of Egon Spengler; a dedication before the end credits also reads \"for Harold.\"\n
On February 2, 2024, Chicago declared every February 2nd going forward to be \"Harold Ramis Day\".[44][45]\n
^Leopold, Todd (February 24, 2014). \"Harold Ramis of 'Ghostbusters,' 'Groundhog Day' fame dies\". CNN.com. Retrieved February 25, 2014. Asked by The New York Times about the existential questions raised by \"Groundhog Day\" \u2013 and competing interpretations of the film's meaning \u2013 he mentioned that he didn't practice any religion himself.\n
^Caldwell, Sara C., and Marie-Eve S. Kielson, So You Want to be A Screenwriter: How to Face the Fears and Take the Risks (Allworth Press, 2000), p. 75. ISBN1-58115-062-8, ISBN978-1-58115-062-9\n
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Born on November 21, 1944 in Chicago, Illinois, Harold Allen Ramis got his start in comedy as Playboy magazine's joke editor and reviewer. In 1969, he joined Chicago's Second City's Improvisational Theatre Troupe before moving to New York to help write and perform in "The National Lampoon Show" with other Second City graduates including John Belushi, Gilda Radner and Bill Murray. By 1976, he was head writer and a regular performer on the top Canadian comedy series SCTV (1976). His Hollywood debut came when he collaborated on the script for National Lampoon's Animal House (1978) which was produced by Ivan Reitman. After that, he worked as writer with Ivan as producer on Meatballs (1979), Stripes (1981), Ghostbusters (1984) and Ghostbusters II (1989) and acted in the latter three. Harold Ramis died on February 24, 2014 at age 69 from complications of autoimmune inflammatory vasculitis.
After not speaking to each other for a number of years, Bill Murray, reportedly visited Ramis before his death and they both made their peace with each other.
Said in an interview that his working relationship with actor Bill Murray ended while filming Groundhog Day (1993) due to differing views on what the film should be about (Murray wanted it to be more philosophical, Ramis wanted it to be a comedy). Ramis also cites that Murray's real life personal problems at the time (specifically the ending of his first marriage) was having a ripple effect on his behavior at work as another factor in the unfortunate ending of their working relationship.
Once a mental ward orderly before finding work as a joke writer for Playboy magazine.
The proton packs worn in Ghostbusters (1984) were much heavier than they looked, and some were heavier than others depending on what a scene demanded while filming. According to director Ivan Reitman, none of the actors enjoyed wearing the packs, but Harold complained the least (Reitman would not say which actor complained the most).
I never work just to work. It's some combination of laziness and self-respect.
[Remarks to the New York Times on the ecumenical popularity of Groundhog Day (1993)] At first, I would get mail saying, "Oh, you must be a Christian because the movie so beautifully expresses Christian belief". Then, rabbis started calling from all over, saying they were preaching the film as their next sermon. And the Buddhists! Well, I knew they loved it because my mother-in-law has lived in a Buddhist meditation centre for 30 years and my wife lived there for five years.
[on whether he and Bill Murray would consider doing a third Ghostbusters movie] My attitude is generally like Bill's old attitude -- there's no point unless it has some interesting quality or something to say about the subject. Personally, I don't rule it out. I'm skeptical, but maybe it'll work.
Everything we see has some hidden message. A lot of awful messages are coming in under the radar - subliminal consumer messages, all kinds of politically incorrect messages.
Chicago still remains a Mecca of the Midwest - people from both coasts are kind of amazed how good life is in Chicago, and what a good culture we've got. You can have a pretty wonderful artistic life and never leave Chicago.
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This was really helpful. I found out I have the same birthday and zodiac sign as him. even though I never met him in my entire life, I bet I would understand him well. But maybe not as well as people who have met him. My point is R.I.P Harold Ramis. Even though he may be dead, he is still my idle now and forever. Thank you.
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