Sheldon Feldner

Sheldon Feldner was my uncle Shel. Just talking with him always made me laugh. He was always cherished in our family. Last time I saw him was at my grandpas 80th birthday party and he was talking about his dog, making me laugh the whole time. He will be greatly missed. He is now with my Grandma Jean and Aunt Nan. They are all laughing and joking and having a good time I am sure. There is never a dull moment with Sheldon around. RIP Uncle Shel.

Uncle Shel as he was known to our family had one favorite and that was a little girl named Nancy Coble who he loved and would spin stories and tell jokes to make her laugh in the late 1950's. Nancy adored Uncle Shel. When I married Nan in 1973 Shel became part of our life and always had an honored seat at our table. Nan past away in 1998 and I know the hurt never left Shel. Now they are both together and I know my Nan is laughing once again. Goodbye Uncle Shel.

Sheldon was my acting teacher at Emerson College in the early 70's and he became friends with my now ex-husband and me. We sent cards and pictures for years. We would talk periodically and he would send me books of his poetry. He came to Oklahoma years ago when he was doing Good Grief. When my daughter was born, a big box arrived with a big teddy bear from Sheldon. We all went out to California when he got married. We tried to be there for him when he went through the divorce. We hadn't...

Sheldon Feldner; AKA "Mr. Delicious," "Your Old Dad," and a very talented, nice, and giving artist. Sheldon was an original. He was able to write "Mad Oscar," and then dress for the pajama dance or toga party. Sheldon was forever young at heart and in thought. Laughs ran as deep as the thoughts they spurred.
I'll miss you, Old Dad, my Captain on Klump Street.

Shel was probably my closest buddy for many years. We were roommates in a funky house in Berkeley and another one in L.A. and oh, the stories I could tell about that! He was at times frustratingly stubborn in his pursuit of his version of artistic purity, but he was always the most kind-hearted and generous guy I ever knew. He gave me the best piece of advice I've ever received. He always referred to himself as "your old Dad," and in many ways, he was like a Dad to me. Good bye old friend....

I will always remember Shel and Cleo from the (unofficial) Inner Sunset dog park. Shel was always good natured and loved Cleo so very much. Rest in peace, my dog park buddy.

From the light booth at the BRT i would watch Sheldon deliver his great line in Mad Oscar, said with anger, "Do I fascinate you, madam?!" and from my quiet dark booth I would think "Yes, you do" - RIP my old friend.

Sheldon, a true friend, a true original. RIP old pal.

Although Sheldon was certainly a fine actor, gifted playwright, and had a natural flair for comedy, I believe, he was, in his lower depths, a poet. He could actually write poetry, but above, and below this, he had the poet's sensitivity to the absurdity and grace that can come at any moment, as well as the poet's ability to make even momentary lapses in conversation interesting. It is truly part of Life's Theater of the Absurd that Sheldon should have been made to so suddenly vanish from...