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h, but that picture brings back memories, in the days when you could go to a store that specialized in selling televisions, rather than buying from a big box electronics store. They called them "showrooms" back then, and for someone like me it was the next best thing to being in Santaland at Christmastime. It's a short but sweet list of links this week, all of them with something worth pondering, but you won't get the chance unless you read them. Therefore, I'll just get out of the way.
A while back, I mentioned an episode of Love That Bob in which Bob Cummings has a crossover appearance with George Burns; well, that episode, "Bob Meets the Mortons," is Hal's latest at The Horn Section. See what he thinks, because Hal knows Bob.
One of the shows I run across frequently in TV Guides of the mid-60s is Please Don't Eat the Daisies, with Pat Crowley and Mark Miller. Despite an impressive pedigree, though, the show never really worked, and David looks at some of the reasons why at Comfort TV.
At Garroway at Large, Jodie recalls Garroway and his Today crew as they braved the snow and cold in Washington D.C. to cover the 1961 Inauguration of John F. Kennedy. Even though I wasn't even one year old when it happened, I still have trouble believing that was 60 years ago. Or perhaps it's the fact that I'm that old that I have trouble believing.
Peter Mark Richman, who died last week at the ripe old age of 93, was a familiar face on classic television; he also starred in his own series, the single-season Cain's Hundred. Terence has a comprehensive review of his career at A Shroud of Thoughts.
Tomorrow's TV Guide review will be much longer, I promise. Of course, that may or may not be a good thing; your mileage may vary. TV
To compete with those showrooms, some enterprising TV repairmen who also had a franchise to sell a TV brand would be happy to bring one to your house and let you try it! Our first color TV arrived the Friday night of NBC's fall debut in September 1965. The TV repairman lugged a 25" Motorola console up the stairs to our house (Being excited and aged 12, I eagerly helped), wired it up to our quality Halicrafter's antenna and voila---color TV! The Mr. Roberts pilot episode came on and with all that brilliant blue water filling the screen, my father was hooked. The TV repairman didn't have to lug it back to the van and take it back to the shop...talk about good, old-fashioned marketing....and he didn't even have a showroom! Plus he let you pay installments....
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