THEY THOUGHT KLINGER WAS FINALLY GOING HOME… UNTIL JAMIE FARR STOPPED.
The sun was setting behind the rolling hills of Malibu, a landscape that once stood in for a war zone half a world away. Jamie Farr sat in…
THE DAY THE MASH CAST TURNED A CASUALTY INTO A COMEDY
I was sitting in this small, dimly lit studio in Los Angeles a few years back for a podcast. The host was one of those young, energetic guys…
THE ICON OF SMALL-TOWN INNOCENCE… BUT HIS REALITY WAS HIDDEN HANDS
For eleven years, the world knew him as the heartbeat of the 4077th. He was the boy-man in the oversized cap who could hear the helicopters before they…
THE WORLD’S FAVORITE INNOCENT… BUT HE WAS DESPERATE TO DISAPPEAR
In the late 1970s, there was no face on television more synonymous with vulnerability than that of the young corporal with the oversized glasses and the teddy bear….
THE WHIR OF THE BLADES TOLD A STORY THE SCRIPT NEVER COULD
The sun was beating down on the dry, scrubby hills of Malibu Creek State Park just like it did forty years ago. Jamie Farr adjusted his cap, squinting…
JAMIE FARR RECALLS THE CHAOTIC DAY THE CLEOPATRA COSTUME DEFEATED HIM
I was sitting on a plastic chair in the middle of a crowded ballroom at a nostalgia convention in New Jersey. The room was packed with people wearing…
THE ARISTOCRATIC VOICE OF AUTHORITY… BUT HIS GREATEST FEAR WAS HIS OWN TRUTH
The world knew him by the resonance of his voice. It was a baritone that carried the weight of old-world education, a sound that felt like mahogany and…
THE GOODBYE THAT WAS NEVER WRITTEN IN THE SCRIPT.
Loretta Swit sat across from David Ogden Stiers in a quiet corner of a crowded room. It was many years after the dust had finally settled on the…
ALAN ALDA REVEALS THE MOMENT THE MASH CAST COMPLETELY LOST CONTROL
I was sitting in the studio the other day, recording an episode for my podcast, and the guest asked me something that caught me off guard. Usually, people…
THE DAY THE 4077TH STOPPED ACTING AND STARTED GRIEVING.
It was a quiet dinner in Los Angeles, decades after the dust of the Fox Ranch had settled. The silver hair around the table was a reminder that…