James Earl Jones, the famous actor known for his deep, powerful voice as Darth Vader in *Star Wars* and Mufasa in *The Lion King*, has died at 93.
Jones was considered one of the greatest actors of his time, with a career that covered everything from Shakespeare plays to major Hollywood movies. He was one of the few actors to win an Emmy, Grammy, Oscar, and Tony Award, showing his incredible talent.
His death was reported by *Deadline*, through his representatives at Independent Artist Group.
James Earl Jones was born on January 17, 1931, in Arkabutla, Mississippi, and grew up with his grandparents in Dublin, Michigan. Despite becoming one of the most famous voices in the world, he struggled with a stutter as a child.
“I couldn’t talk,” Jones shared in a 1996 interview. “My first year of school, I didn’t speak, and this continued until high school.” A teacher helped him overcome his stutter by encouraging him to read poetry out loud.
After serving in the US Army during the Korean War, Jones decided to follow his passion for acting. He studied at the American Theatre Wing, supporting himself by working as a janitor. By the 1960s, he was recognized as one of the great Shakespearean actors of his time, playing famous roles like Othello and King Lear. He also made his film debut in the 1964 Stanley Kubrick movie *Dr. Strangelove*, playing Lt. Lothar Zogg.
In 1967, James Earl Jones played a boxer in *The Great White Hope*, a role that earned him the Tony Award for Best Actor in a Play. He later played the same role in the 1970 movie version and received his first Oscar nomination for it.
While he had many great acting roles, Jones became most famous for one where he didn’t even appear on screen: the voice of Darth Vader in *Star Wars*. Though another actor, David Prowse, wore the costume, Jones provided the deep, powerful voice that made Darth Vader one of the most unforgettable characters in movie history.
James Earl Jones initially chose not to be credited for his role as Darth Vader, but it has become one of his most famous performances. He continued to voice Vader for many years, including in the sequels *The Empire Strikes Back* and *Return of the Jedi*, the prequel *Revenge of the Sith*, and the spin-off *Rogue One*. In 2022, Jones retired from voicing Vader but agreed to let his voice be used in future projects through artificial intelligence and old recordings.
Jones also voiced another beloved character, Mufasa, in Disney’s 1994 film *The Lion King*. He returned to voice Mufasa again in the 2019 remake.
In the 1980s and 1990s, James Earl Jones appeared in many popular movies like *Conan the Barbarian*, *Coming to America*, *Field of Dreams*, *The Hunt for Red October*, *Patriot Games*, and *The Sandlot*. He also won his second Tony Award for his role in the original production of August Wilson’s play *Fences*.
Jones received eight Emmy Award nominations for his TV work and won twice in 1991: once for Outstanding Supporting Actor in a Limited Series or Movie for *Heat Wave*, and once for Outstanding Lead Actor in a Drama Series for *Gabriel’s Fire*.
He also kept performing on Broadway, starring in revivals of plays such as *On Golden Pond*, *Cat on a Hot Tin Roof*, *Driving Miss Daisy*, *The Best Man*, and *You Can’t Take It With You* over the past 20 years.
James Earl Jones received many awards and honors during his impressive career. In 2011, he was given an Honorary Academy Award, joining a special group of people who have won an Emmy, Grammy, Oscar, and Tony Award, known as “EGOT.” In 2022, Broadway’s Cort Theatre was renamed the James Earl Jones Theatre in his honor.
Rest in peace to the legendary James Earl Jones, one of the greatest actors of our time. Please share this story to remember him.
An Air Vent Cover in the Bathroom Fell Off — I Tried to Fix It Without Waiting for My Husband, but Discovered His Secret Instead
When Ruth’s bathroom vent cover falls off, she thinks it’s a quick fix — until her husband’s panicked text warns her to stay away. Suspicious and unable to resist, she peers inside. What she finds shatters her trust and sets the stage for a shocking revelation.
A week ago, I nearly divorced the love of my life. It all started with an air vent cover in our bathroom, and the strange items my husband had hidden behind it.
A man glancing over his shoulder suspiciously while entering a bathroom | Source: Midjourney
Roger was out of town helping his mom recover from surgery.
I was just having a relaxing Saturday afternoon, lounging on the couch in my comfy pants. I was scrolling through my phone and thinking about ordering takeout when I heard this weird clatter from the bathroom.
When I went to check it out, I discovered the air vent cover had fallen right off the wall. Typical, right? The one weekend my handy husband is away, something breaks.
A woman standing in a bathroom holding an air vent cover | Source: Midjourney
I figured I could handle a simple repair job myself. I mean, how hard could it be to screw a vent cover back on? So I texted Roger to ask which tools I’d need.
What happened next still gives me chills when I think about it.
His response came back almost instantly: “NO! Don’t you dare touch that vent or look inside it. Never.”
I stared at my phone, reading the message over and over, my heart starting to race.
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Let me tell you something about my husband: in our ten years of marriage, Roger had never spoken to me like that. Not once.
He was always gentle, always patient, even when I accidentally shrunk his favorite sweater in the dryer or backed into his car in the driveway. This forceful tone set off all kinds of alarm bells in my head.
What could possibly be in that vent that would make him react this way?
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“Roger, what’s going on?” I texted back, my hands shaking slightly.
I kept thinking about all those true crime podcasts I listen to while cleaning the house. You know them.
Those little dots that show when someone is typing popped up. I watched them for what seemed like the longest time, but when he replied, the message was unexpectedly short.
“Just leave it alone until I get home, okay? Please?”
A woman glancing to one side while frowning | Source: Midjourney
What would you have done? Because I did not know what to make of this situation. I paced around the house, trying to distract myself with TV shows and books, but my eyes kept drifting toward the bathroom door.
That vent was like a black hole, pulling at my attention until I couldn’t think about anything else.
After an hour of internal debate (and maybe a glass of wine for courage), I couldn’t take it anymore.
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I grabbed my phone and walked to the bathroom, my heart pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears.
You guys, I wish I could tell you I was just being paranoid. I really do. But what I found… well, let’s just say my imagination hadn’t gone far enough.
Using my phone’s flashlight, I peered inside the vent. What I saw made my blood run cold: a small bag of white powder, a pair of latex gloves, and, the most shocking item of all, a knife.
A woman staring ahead with a shocked look | Source: Midjourney
I stumbled backward, nearly dropping my phone, my mind immediately jumping from one shocking conclusion to the next.
“Oh God, oh God,” I whispered to myself, sliding down to sit on the bathroom floor.
You know that feeling when your whole world tilts sideways and everything you thought you knew suddenly seems like a lie? That’s where I was at that moment.
My mind raced through possibilities, each worse than the last. Was Roger involved in something illegal? Dangerous? Had I been living with a stranger all these years?
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I spent the next few hours in a daze, questioning everything I thought I knew about my marriage.
The man who brought me coffee in bed every Sunday morning. The guy who cried during dog food commercials. The same person who once spent three hours helping our elderly neighbor search for her lost cat in the rain. How could he be involved in something sinister?
Here’s where things get really intense.
A worried woman staring ahead | Source: Midjourney
After careful consideration, I decided against calling the police. I needed answers first. I drove to my lawyer’s office and had her draw up divorce papers.
Real talk: I’ve never felt more scared and alone than I did sitting in that sterile office, watching her print out those documents.
But if Roger couldn’t explain this satisfactorily (and let’s be honest, what reasonable excuse could possibly explain THE KNIFE in our air vent), I needed to be prepared.
A woman seated at a desk in a lawyer’s office | Source: Midjourney
When he finally walked through the door that evening, I was standing in the living room, divorce papers clutched in my trembling hands. He immediately noticed something was wrong and rushed over to me, his face full of concern.
Looking back now, I should have seen the genuine worry in his eyes, but at the moment, I was too wrapped up in my own fears.
“What’s wrong, Ruth? Why are you upset?” he asked, reaching for my hands.
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I threw the papers onto the coffee table.
“Don’t play dumb, Roger. I found something in the air vent. What the heck is all that stuff? The knife? The powder? The gloves?” My voice cracked on the last word, and I hated how vulnerable I sounded.
His face went through a series of emotions: shock, understanding, and then… was that relief? He ran his hands through his hair, a nervous habit I’d always found endearing. Now it just made me more anxious.
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“I know this looks bad. I really do, but it’s not what you think,” he said, his voice shaking. “I never meant for you to find out like this. It’s… it’s for your birthday.”
“What?” I blinked hard, certain I’d misheard him. “My birthday? What does that have to do with a knife, gloves, and powder in our air vent?”
He sighed deeply. “I’ve been planning something for you. Something special. I didn’t want you to know yet, but now you’ve found it, so I have no choice but to tell you the truth.”
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He gently squeezed my hands as he continued. “I rented a part of the neighbor’s garden to grow 101 roses for your birthday.”
“You what?” I interrupted, completely thrown off guard.
Of all the scenarios I’d imagined (and believe me, I’d imagined some dark ones), this hadn’t even made the list.
“I knew it would be too expensive to buy that many flowers, especially after the expenses with my mom’s surgery. So, I decided to grow them myself.”
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“The knife is for pruning,” he explained, “the gloves for handling the plants, and the powder is a special fertilizer I’ve been using to make sure they grow just right. I’ve been watching YouTube videos for months trying to learn how to do this properly.”
I stood there, mouth hanging open as relief and embarrassment washed over me in equal measure.
All those horrible scenarios I’d imagined, and the truth was that my husband was secretly growing me roses?
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“I hid everything in the vent because it’s the one place you never look,” he explained, a small smile playing on his lips. “And I’ve been sneaking over to the neighbor to care for them during my evening walks. I wanted it to be a surprise. You always said you loved the scene in ‘101 Dalmatians’ where he gives her all those flowers, so I thought…”
I burst into tears, caught between laughing and crying. “I thought you were doing something criminal! I was ready to divorce you!”
An emotional woman speaking to someone | Source: Midjourney
The absurdity of the situation hit me all at once, and I couldn’t stop the hysterical giggles that bubbled up.
Roger pulled me into his arms, and I could feel him shaking with suppressed laughter.
“Only you would jump to that conclusion, Ruth. Only you.”
“Well, what was I supposed to think?” I mumbled into his chest. “You were being so weird about it! And who hides things in an air vent? That’s, like, serial killer behavior!”
We spent the rest of the evening talking about how stress and poor communication had led to this ridiculous situation.
A couple having a conversation | Source: Midjourney
As we lay in bed that night, I turned to him and said, “You know, you could have just hidden all that stuff in the garage. We have about fifty boxes you never open out there, and I never scratch around in them either.”
“Yeah,” he chuckled, “but then you would’ve wondered why I was sneaking into the garage!”
I threw a pillow at his head, but he was right.
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“So, when can I see all these roses you’ve been tenderly caring for?” I asked.
“On your birthday! You may have uncovered my secret, but that doesn’t mean you get a sneak peek.”
I fell asleep that night with a smile on my face, looking forward to my birthday with a level of anticipation I hadn’t felt since I was a child.
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