THE SOUND CUT THROUGH THE AIR AND SUDDENLY IT WAS 1972.
The sun was beginning to dip behind the sharp, familiar peaks of the Malibu hills. It was a quiet afternoon, the kind of stillness that usually feels peaceful…
A FADED COSTUME AND A PRAYER: THE DAY THE ACTING STOPPED.
Jamie Farr sat across from William Christopher. They weren’t in Korea anymore. They weren’t even on the Fox ranch in Malibu, surrounded by the brown hills that had…
THAT OLD JEEP WAS COMEDY GOLD… BUT IT HELD A SECRET TRUTH.
Mike Farrell didn’t recognize the sound at first. It was just a mechanical whine in the distance, a sputtering cough echoing across the vintage vehicle show he was…
THEY ALL KNEW THE END WAS COMING, BUT NO ONE WAS READY.
It was a quiet afternoon when they finally sat down together again. Loretta Swit looked across the table at Mike Farrell and Jamie Farr. The years had softened…
HOW HARRY MORGAN BROKE THE ENTIRE MASH CAST AT TWO AM
I was sitting in the studio recently for an episode of my podcast, and the guest leaned over the microphone with a look of genuine curiosity. He asked…
THE COMIC’S SILENCE THAT BROKE THE MAJOR’S HEART
The lobby of the Beverly Hilton was nearly empty, the glittering chaos of the evening’s reunion gala having finally faded into the quiet hum of a late-night hotel….
THE MOTOR POOL MISTAKE THAT TURNED THE COLONEL INTO A TEAKETTLE
I was sitting in a folding chair on a set just outside of Atlanta the other day, waiting for the lighting crew to finish their slow-motion dance, when…
THE DAY FATHER MULCAHY SPOKE… AND THE ENTIRE SET WENT SILENT
The sun was dipping low over the California hills, casting long, amber shadows across the patio where Alan Alda and William Christopher sat. It was a quiet afternoon,…
ALAN ALDA REVEALS THE NIGHT THE SURGERY ROOM FINALLY FELL APART
The red light on the microphone glowed, a small beacon in the hushed New York studio. Alan Alda leaned back, his voice carrying that familiar, warm resonance that…
THE STONES IN THE DIRT WERE NEVER MEANT FOR THE AUDIENCE
The dinner was quiet, the kind of stillness that only happens when people have known each other for over fifty years. Mike Farrell sat next to Alan Alda,…