Eddie Albert

His son, Edward Albert, died just over a year after his father, from lung cancer.
His son Edward Albert, was his primary caregiver during his last years battling Alzheimer's Disease. Eddie was physically healthy and active up to just one month before his death at age 99.
His real name was Eddie Albert Heimberger. He changed his name early on while he was singing on radio with a trio. It seems the announcer kept introducing him as "Eddie Hamburger" so he dropped his last name and adopted his middle name as his last.
Attended the funeral of his former Granjero último modelo (1965) co-star, Eva Gabor, after she passed away on July 4, 1995.
Hired by the United States government, he went on what appeared to be pleasure sailing expeditions in Mexican waters. What he was really doing was gathering reportable information on Nazi and Japanese activities in and around the two Mexican territories on the Baja California peninsula of Mexico (since 1953, the Mexican states of Baja California and Baja California Sur). As part of the same effort, he also joined a Mexican circus act, owned by the Escalante Brothers, as a clown and flyer in a trapeze act, and while touring with the circus, gathered intelligence for the U.S. government.

I don't really care how I am remembered as long as I bring happiness and joy to people.
What's the most important thing in the world? It's love, and I look at that as an energy, not a sentiment.
[on why he accepted the role on Granjero último modelo (1965)]: Everyone gets tired of the rat race. Everyone would like to chuck it all and grow some carrots. It's basic. Sign me. I knew it would be successful. Had to be. It's about the atavistic urge, and people have been getting a charge out of that ever since Aristophanes wrote about the plebes and the city folk.
[on his post-war career]: I took everything they could throw at me, pictures like The Dude Goes West (1948) and Los apuros de Sally (1950). I worked myself back up, but I never wanted to be a star. I was aiming to play the star's best friend.
[When asked about doing newspapers at an early age, and missed some of the people he kept in contact]: You throw a paper on the porch, but you don't sit down and have a talk...and that's where the real education comes from. And so I missed those best years and I find it difficult for me, in groups, to be comfortable. It's a little late to find that out.