Actor James Darren, famous for roles in films like *Gidget* and TV shows such as *T.J. Hooker* and *Star Trek: Deep Space Nine*, has passed away at the age of 88.
According to TMZ, James Darren died peacefully in his sleep at Cedars-Sinai Hospital in Los Angeles on Monday.
The exact cause of death is not known yet, but his son, Jim Moret, shared that his father had heart problems and was being treated at Cedars-Sinai’s cardiac unit.
Darren had originally gone to the hospital for an aortic valve replacement but was considered too weak to have the surgery. He was sent home but had to return to the hospital shortly after.
Jim Moret expressed his thoughts, saying, “I always thought he would pull through because he was so cool. He was always cool.”
James Darren became famous as a teen idol when he played the surfer Moondoggie in the 1959 film *Gidget*. He returned to this role in the sequels *Gidget Goes Hawaiian* and *Gidget Goes to Rome*.
He also had a notable role as police officer Jim Corrigan on *T.J. Hooker*, where he appeared in 66 episodes over four seasons.
James Darren wasn’t just an actor; he was also a singer and performed the theme song for *Gidget*. He directed episodes for shows like *Melrose Place*, *Beverly Hills, 90210*, and *The A-Team*, among others.
Rest in peace, James Darren.
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My Neighbor Declined to Pay Me the Agreed $250 for Cleaning Her House, I Gave Her a Justifiable Lesson
Neighbors can either become friends or foes, but I never expected mine to turn into both overnight. What began as a simple favor quickly spiraled into a bitter conflict that left us both stunned.
My name is Prudence, and I’m a 48-year-old mother of two. Since my husband Silas walked out on us six years ago, life has been challenging. I work remotely for a call center to support my family while raising my eight-year-old son, Damien, and my infant daughter, Connie. Silas left, claiming he needed space to find himself, and he never returned, leaving me to handle everything alone.
One ordinary day, I was in the kitchen, trying to juggle my responsibilities. Connie asked for cereal, and I was grateful for the distraction. Damien, now a teenager, mumbled about meeting friends before rushing out the door, barely acknowledging me. I felt overwhelmed but carried on, knowing I had to keep things together.
Then, Emery, my new neighbor in her early 30s, knocked on my door. She looked exhausted and upset. She explained that after throwing a wild party, she had to leave town for work and needed help cleaning her messy house. In exchange, she offered me $250. Tempted by the money, I agreed to help her.
When I stepped into her house, I was shocked by the mess. It took two long days of scrubbing, sweeping, and throwing out trash before I finished. My body ached, but I reminded myself of the payment. However, when I finally asked Emery for the money, she acted as if we had never made an agreement. Confused and angry, I realized she had no intention of paying me.
Feeling cheated and disrespected, I returned home and plotted my next move. I couldn’t let her get away with it, so I decided to teach her a lesson. I drove to the local dump, filled my trunk with garbage bags, and returned to her house while no one was around.
Remembering that Emery had left her house key with me, I unlocked her door and dumped the bags of trash all over her floors and counters. I felt a mix of satisfaction and guilt as I left the key under her welcome mat and locked the door behind me.
Later that evening, as I was putting Connie to bed, I heard loud banging at my front door. Emery was furious, demanding to know what I had done to her house. I played it cool, pretending not to know anything. She threatened to call the police, but I reminded her that according to her, I never had the key.
Faced with my calm demeanor, she turned away, seething with anger. I felt a sense of justice knowing I had stood up for myself, even if it meant getting my hands dirty. As I closed the door, I breathed a sigh of relief. I had crossed a line, but sometimes, you must fight back to protect yourself. I had a feeling Emery wouldn’t be asking for any more favors from me anytime soon.
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