ALAN ALDA REVEALS THE DISGUSTING SURGERY PRANK THAT NEARLY SHUT DOWN PRODUCTION

You know, people always ask me about the “spirit” of the MAS*H set. They want to know if it was all as heavy and profound as the final…

THE WORLD’S FAVORITE SURGEON… BUT HIS OWN LIFE HUNG BY A THREAD

The air in the Andes was thin, crisp, and entirely indifferent to the man struggling to breathe it. Alan Alda wasn’t the cynical, fast-talking captain from the 4077th…

THE JEEP WAS JUST A PROP UNTIL JAMIE FARR TOUCHED THE WHEEL.

It sat in the corner of a quiet warehouse in California, a shade of olive drab that time couldn’t quite erase. The white star on the hood was…

TV’S MOST ARROGANT ARISTOCRAT… BUT HIS REAL LIFE WAS A QUIET CAGE

The voice was his greatest asset and his most effective shield. It was a rich, chocolatey baritone that seemed to carry the weight of centuries of New England…

THE DAY CORPORAL KLINGER BROKE THE TOUGHEST COLONEL IN KOREA

I was sitting in this small, soundproof booth in Los Angeles, the kind of place where the air feels a little too still and the coffee is always…

LORETTA SWIT HEARD A SOUND AND SUDDENLY IT WAS 1972 AGAIN

Loretta Swit was sitting on a quiet patio in the hills of Malibu, far enough from the city to hear the wind moving through the dry brush. Beside…

THE SALUTE GARY BURGHOFF GAVE WASN’T IN THE SCRIPT.

Loretta Swit sits across from Jamie Farr, the California sun catching the silver in their hair. They aren’t “Major Houlihan” or “Corporal Klinger” today. They are just two…

MCLEAN STEVENSON AND THE DAY THE SCRIPT ENDED UP IN A MOUTH

I was sitting at dinner the other night with a few old friends, just enjoying some good wine and even better company, when the conversation turned to the…

JAMIE FARR SAT IN THE DUST AND REMEMBERED EVERYTHING.

The sun was high over the Malibu hills, casting the same long, harsh shadows it did forty years ago. Jamie stood there, squinting against the glare, his hands…

LORETTA SWIT AND WILLIAM CHRISTOPHER KNEW THE GOODBYE WASN’T ACTING

The restaurant was quiet, the kind of place where the waiters don’t rush you and the light stays low. Loretta sat across from Bill, watching him carefully peel…