HOW A SQUIRT GUN BLOOD PUMP BROKE THE MASH OPERATING ROOM
It is funny how memory works when you get to my age. People always ask about the heavy stuff, the episodes that made the world cry, or what…
THE JEEP NEVER LEFT THE RANCH… BUT MIKE FARRELL NEVER REALLY GOT OUT.
The sun was beating down on the dry, scrub-choked hills of Malibu, much like it did back in 1975. Mike Farrell stood at the edge of the old…
THEY THOUGHT IT WAS JUST ACTING… UNTIL THE CAMERAS STOPPED.
Loretta sat across from him, her eyes catching the soft light of the restaurant. It had been decades since the dust of the Malibu ranch had settled, yet…
MCLEAN STEVENSON RECALLS THE NIGHT THE 4077TH COMPLETELY FELL APART
I was sitting across from a young actor a few years ago who was just starting his first big series. He looked at me with this sort of…
JAMIE FARR HELD THE FABRIC AND THE LAUGHTER SUDDENLY STOPPED
The warehouse in North Hollywood was a graveyard of memories, filled with the skeletons of a thousand different worlds. Loretta Swit walked slowly down the aisle, her boots…
THE SCRIPT SAID GOODBYE BUT LORETTA SWIT WASN’T READY TO LEAVE.
The sun was beginning to dip behind the hills of Malibu, casting long, golden shadows that looked almost exactly like the ones from forty years ago. Loretta sat…
JAMIE FARR REVEALS THE HILARIOUS TRUTH BEHIND KLINGERS ICONIC HIGH HEEL MISHAP
The studio light was humming quietly in the background as Jamie Farr leaned back into the leather chair, a nostalgic glint in his eyes. He was sitting across…
TV’S MOST ARROGANT ARISTOCRAT… BUT HE LIVED IN TOTAL SILENCE
The Pacific Northwest has a unique way of swallowing sound. In the small town of Newport, Oregon, the air is often thick with a grey, salt-heavy mist that…
THE DESK WAS JUST A PROP… UNTIL THEY SAT DOWN AGAIN
The warehouse was cold, smelling of mothballs and stagnant air. Loretta Swit pulled her coat tighter around her, walking slowly beside Jamie Farr. They were in a private…
THE LAST TOAST FELT LIKE A SCENE… BUT THE GRIEF WAS REAL
It was a quiet afternoon in Los Angeles, the kind where the sun hangs heavy and golden over the hills. Mike Farrell sat across from Harry Morgan in…