THE DOCTOR WAS IN… BUT HIS TONGUE WAS DEFINITELY OUT

THE DOCTOR WAS IN… BUT HIS TONGUE WAS DEFINITELY OUT Alan Alda’s voice has a way of cutting through the noise of a crowded room. It’s a familiar,…

THE ARROGANT ARISTOCRAT… BUT HE FOUND HUMILITY IN THE SILENCE

People saw him and immediately thought of the high-backed chairs of Boston royalty. He had that voice. It was a resonance that felt like old money, expensive brandy,…

THE SOUND THAT BROUGHT LORETTA SWIT BACK TO THE HELIPAD

The sound started as a low thrum in the distance, a vibration Mike Farrell felt in his teeth before he actually heard it. It was a clear afternoon…

THE DAY KLINGER’S WARDROBE FINALLY DECIDED TO SECEDE FROM THE UNION

“You know, people always ask me about the dresses,” Jamie Farr says, leaning back in his chair. The studio light catches the silver in his hair, but that…

THE ROOM WENT SILENT WHEN THE TEDDY BEAR WAS LEFT BEHIND

They were sitting in a quiet corner of a restaurant in Malibu, far away from the dust of the Santa Monica Mountains. The California sun was dipping low,…

LORETTA SWIT WALKED BACK INTO THE DUST… AND THE LAUGHTER STOPPED.

The sun in Malibu still has that same biting, unforgiving edge. It doesn’t care that forty years have passed since the cameras stopped rolling. It doesn’t care that…

THE DAY LORETTA SWIT SAW THE MAN BEHIND THE COLONEL.

It was a Tuesday afternoon in 2002 when the cameras weren’t rolling. The sun was hitting the pavement outside a small restaurant in Los Angeles. Inside, two old…

THE HELICOPTERS STOPPED FLYING DECADES AGO, BUT GARY STILL HEARS THEM.

The sun was beginning to dip behind the jagged hills of Malibu Creek State Park, casting long, amber shadows across the dry brush. Loretta Swit pulled her jacket…

TV’S COLD ARISTOCRAT… BUT HIS REAL LIFE WAS A SYMPHONY OF SECRETS

David Ogden Stiers was a master of the mask. To the world, he was Major Charles Emerson Winchester III, the man who brought a touch of high-brow arrogance…

THE DAY JAMIE FARR NEARLY TOPPLED THE ENTIRE MASH TENT

The studio lights are warm, and Jamie Farr is leaning back in his chair, his eyes twinkling behind his glasses with a look of pure mischief. The interviewer,…