I'd like to believe that the universe works a bit differently for horror hosts. Maybe there's a sort of Valhalla for them. It takes so much energy and love to create something memorable and timeless. I never got to watch The Ghoul in action, but I was aware of him and the work he produced. Actually, just last week I was on his website thinking about what items to purchase from his online shop (I was looking at a DVD and the official flyswatter), but I was sad to learn of his passing two days ago.
The Ghoul suffered a heart attack about five months ago and I guess he never really bounced back from it like we all hoped he would. I would have liked to have met him once in person. He seemed like a real life cartoon character.
So rest easy Ghoul, and know that while you exist in a transcended form now, your spirit forever remains with horror movie fans. Stay sick, turn blue, and climb walls.