RICHARD DAWSON RECALLS THE DAY SCHULTZ COULD NOT STOP LAUGHING

The fluorescent lights of the convention center hummed overhead, a stark contrast to the warm, nostalgic energy filling the room. Richard Dawson sat on the edge of the…

THE DAY SERGEANT SCHULTZ LITERALLY BROUGHT THE ENTIRE HOUSE DOWN

The studio lights were always a bit too hot for a man of my stature, even years after we stopped filming in those dusty barracks. I was sitting…

THE MAN WHO SAW NOTHING BUT FOUND EVERYTHING IN A DINER

The stage lights are bright, reflecting off John Banner’s polished forehead as he adjusts his position in the leather chair. He looks exactly like the man we see…

THE DAY THE BUNK MOVED AND THE LAUGHTER FINALLY STOPPED

The sun was hitting the pavement of the old Desilu backlot in a way that made everything look like a faded photograph. Robert Clary stood there, his hands…

THE DAY COLONEL KLINK FINALLY LOST HIS PRUSSIAN COMPOSURE

Werner Klemperer sits on the small stage of a theater in 1991, the soft glow of the spotlight catching the silver in his hair. He looks nothing like…

THE DAY SERGEANT SCHULTZ TRIED TO HAVE A QUIET DINNER IN CHICAGO

The host leans in, adjusts his silk tie, and looks at the large, smiling man sitting across from him in the plush studio chair. “John, you have become…

THE DAY SCHULTZ SAW ABSOLUTELY NOTHING ON THE HOGAN’S HEROES SET

The interviewer leans in, the studio lights reflecting off his glasses. He looks at Richard Dawson, who is sitting there with that classic, mischievous glint in his eye…

JOHN BANNER REVEALS THE DAY SERGEANT SCHULTZ COMPLETELY LOST CONTROL

The auditorium was packed, a sea of faces from a generation that had grown up watching five men outwit a POW camp every Friday night. John Banner sat…

THE DAY COLONEL KLINK FINALLY LOST HIS COOL ON THE SET

Host: Werner, we have spent the last hour talking about your career in music and your father’s legacy, but we have to touch on the monocle. People still…

HOW RICHARD DAWSON FINALLY BROKE THE UNBREAKABLE SERGEANT SCHULTZ

I remember sitting on a stage in a drafty convention hall in the late nineties, leaning into a microphone that kept buzzing. A young man in the front…