Monty Python’s Terry Jones died at age 77 on January 21 at his London home.
Born in Colwyn Bay, Wales, Jones got his comedy start at Oxford University, playing in revues with fellow future Monty Python member Michael Palin. After graduation, he worked as a writer on a handful of BBC shows, including The Frost Report, and he performed on Do Not Adjust Your Set as well as The Complete and Utter History of Britain. But it was his work with Python that he is primarily remembered for.
During Python’s original four-year run, Jones generally wrote with Michael Palin, and the two would bring their work in progress to the entire group to read through and workshop the material. (John Cleese and Graham Chapman also wrote together, while Eric Idle and Terry Gilliam generally worked alone.) It was in that crucible that Jones, along with the other Pythons, honed their sketch-writing and comedic-timing skills to produce timeless comedy.
Actually getting to watch Monty Python was a chore. I was probably 11 or 12 years old when I became aware of the groundbreaking British comedy troupe, and Monty Python’s Flying Circus was instant appointment viewing for me on KRMA, Denver’s PBS affiliate. The problem was timing. I could stay up until Python started at 10pm on a Saturday night, but I had to slog through some uninspiring TV to get there. But once the opening strains of “The Liberty Bell March” began playing, the trauma of hearing Hervé Villechaize yelling “Da Plane! Da Plane!” in Fantasy Island dissipated in anticipation of watching Python.