JAMIE FARR AND THE DAY THE FRUIT REBELLED ON THE SET
The fluorescent lights of the convention center ballroom hummed with a low energy that usually signals the end of a long day of autographs. Jamie Farr sat on…
THE WORLD SAW A COMEDIAN, BUT THE CANVAS REMEMBERED THE MAN.
The wind at Malibu Creek State Park still carries the sharp, dusty scent of dry sage and sun-baked earth. It is a smell that never truly leaves your…
THE DAY JAMIE FARR LITERALLY COLLAPSED UNDER THE WEIGHT OF HIS FASHION
I was sitting on a small, dimly lit stage in Burbank recently, looking out at a sea of camouflage hats and faded 4077th t-shirts. It was one of…
JAMIE FARR DIDN’T EXPECT THE CHOPPER TO SOUND LIKE THAT TODAY.
Loretta Swit sat on a narrow canvas chair, the California sun beating down on the tarmac with a familiar, punishing intensity. Next to her, Jamie Farr was adjusting…
SHE WAS THE TOUGHEST WOMAN IN KOREA BUT THE FINAL GOODBYE BROKE HER.
It started with a joke about a stubborn jeep engine that refused to turn over in the California mud. G.W. Bailey was laughing, that signature raspy chuckle filling…
THE DAY GRAVITY DEFEATED KLINGERS MOST ELEGANT GOLDEN SATIN EVENING GOWN
Jamie Farr leans back in the padded folding chair on the convention stage, the bright spotlights reflecting off his signature glasses. He has that familiar, mischievous grin, the…
JAMIE FARR AND THE HILARIOUS WARDROBE MALFUNCTION ON THE MASH SET
The interviewer leans in, a smile already forming on his face as he looks at the veteran actor sitting across from him. Jamie, everyone knows Klinger for the…
THE DAY THE WEDDING DRESS MET THE MALIBU MUD
I was sitting on a plastic chair on a stage in a hotel ballroom a few years ago. It was one of those nostalgia conventions where the air…
THE DAY THE POMPOUS WINCHESTER FINALLY CRACKED ON THE MAS*H SET
I remember sitting in a recording booth for a podcast a few years ago, and the host asked me a question I’ve heard a thousand times: “David, how…
THEY WERE JUST ACTORS UNTIL THE CHOPPERS STARTED TO HUM.
The sun was starting to dip behind the jagged peaks of the Malibu hills, casting long, bruised shadows over the dusty ground. It was quiet there now, a…