It was a quiet, unassuming Tuesday morning in the Santa Monica Mountains. Decades had passed since the roaring generators and massive camera cranes had been packed up and…

It was late in the afternoon, in the quiet, carpeted green room of a midwestern convention center. Jamie Farr and William Christopher were sitting together on a slightly…

  It was supposed to be a quiet afternoon in the hills of Southern California. Mike Farrell and Loretta Swit were attending an outdoor tribute event, standing near…

It was a rainy Tuesday afternoon in Los Angeles, decades after the olive-drab tents of the 4077th were finally packed away. Loretta Swit and Allan Arbus were sitting…

It was long after the cameras had stopped flashing and the ballroom had finally emptied out. A quiet hotel lobby bar, somewhere in the early two-thousands, following one…

I was sitting in this small, soundproof studio last week, doing one of those long-form podcast interviews where the host really wants to get under the fingernails of…

I was doing a podcast interview recently, sitting in a cozy studio in New York. The host was a sharp guy, someone who really knew his television history…

They were sitting in a sterile green room, the kind with bad lighting and a distinct lack of character. It was decades after the final helicopter had spun…

They had already said their goodbyes. The wrap party was waiting. It was the end of the third season, and everyone on the set of the 4077th was…