MAS*H icon passes away at 82: Beloved star of the classic comedy dies following health struggles… a true legend and an incredible person, may they (check in first comment)

Actor Patrick Adiarte, who had a recurring role on season one of the beloved

sitcom M*A*S*H, died this Tuesday at the age of 82.

Adiarte enjoyed a glittering career in musicals, including the film

adaptations of the Rodgers and Hammerstein shows The King And I and Flower Drum Song.

The Philippines-born actor also appeared on classic television programs like Bonanza,

The Brady Bunch and Hawaii Five-O and Kojak in the 1970s.

During that decade, he landed his most enduringly popular role as the

camp houseboy Ho-Jon on M*A*S*H, which he played from 1972 to 1973.

He was also a dazzling dancer, demonstrating his talent during a TV appearance with Gene Kelly, who hailed him as a potential successor to Fred Astaire.

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