John Stamos opens up about dropping his pricey buddy Bob Saget in his new memoir If You Would Have Instructed Me. Just some weeks after having dinner with Bob, John writes that he obtained a name from his publicist asking about his Full Home co-star. At first, John didn’t consider the rumor that Bob had died as a result of a pretend story about John dying in a aircraft crash had swirled weeks earlier.

The Full Home star, 60, reveals that he texted Bob, “Baby, you around?” Bob by no means texted again. Quickly, John’s worst worry got here true. He calls Bob’s demise “personal, painful, and beyond belief.”

John provides, “If you lose a finest buddy, you lose a bit of your historical past. I really feel misplaced. That’s not a superb factor for me. Prior to now, feeling stripped of somebody I beloved made me wish to be a part of them. No manner I’d ever attempt to overdose or blow my brains out, however I’ve a historical past of wanting that dangerous feeling of vacancy to go away quick. Not this time. No medicine, no booze, no bullsh*t.

Bob Saget

Bob Saget, John Stamos, and Dave Coulier in 2016. (John Salangsang/BFA/Shutterstock)

The Huge Shot actor admits everybody was in “disbelief” over Bob’s sudden demise. “Bob was such a big part of our lives,” John continues. “No one can fathom life without him. It’s too soon to put that thought into words. In between the tears, there’s silence. It would be easier if Bob were here filling up all the empty spaces.”

Bob was discovered lifeless in his Ritz-Carlton lodge room in Florida on January 9, 2022. He was on a stand-up tour and had carried out the night time earlier than. It was later decided that he died from blunt head trauma attributable to an unintentional blow to the again of his head, an damage he probably sustained from a fall. He was 65.

January 2024 will mark two years since Bob’s passing. At Bob’s funeral, John delivered a touching eulogy about his buddy. John is brutally sincere in his memoir about how a lot he misses his finest buddy.

“I’m still not ready to accept that he’s gone. Not sure I ever will be,” John writes. “I try to imagine him still on the road, doing what he loves. He’s standing onstage, killing. Another two-hour set in front of a couple hundred of the luckiest people on the planet. They’re laughing so hard they weep. And just when they catch their breath, he grabs his guitar and slays with one of his musical closers. There’s an encore, and another, and another. Everyone wants an encore with Bob.” If You Would Have Instructed Me is offered now.