THE HELICOPTERS STOPPED FLYING, BUT THE NOISE NEVER LEFT THEM.
The sun over the Malibu hills has a way of bleaching the world into a pale, dusty gold. It’s a specific kind of light that Mike Farrell and…
THE WISEST DOCTOR ON TELEVISION… BUT HIS REAL POWER WAS WATCHING
The set of MAS*H was often a place of controlled chaos. It was a production defined by high energy, rapid-fire dialogue, and the constant, dry heat of the…
THE GOODBYE SCRIPT SAID ONE THING BUT THEIR HEARTS SAID ANOTHER
It was a Tuesday afternoon in a quiet corner of Los Angeles when Jamie Farr leaned across the table. He was looking at Loretta Swit, the woman the…
THE DAY THE PINK MARSHMALLOW EXPLODED ON THE SET OF MASH
I am sitting on a stage in a hotel ballroom, looking out at a sea of faces that have followed me for decades. It is one of those…
THE LETTER GARY BURGHOFF READ WAS NEVER ACTUALLY IN THE SCRIPT.
The light was fading over the California hills, that particular shade of gold that makes everything look like a photograph from 1974. Gary sat on the porch, his…
THEY THOUGHT THE WAR WAS OVER IN 1983. THEN THE CHOPPER RETURNED.
The sun was beginning to dip behind the jagged peaks of the Santa Monica Mountains, casting long, amber shadows across the dusty trail. Mike Farrell leaned against a…
JAMIE FARR REVEALS THE HILARIOUS COSTUME MALFUNCTION THAT RUINED A PERFECT TAKE
I was sitting in a small, quiet studio for one of those career-retrospective interviews, the kind where they have the nice lighting and the soft chairs that…
THE PRANK THAT NEARLY GAVE THE MAS*H DIRECTOR A HEART ATTACK
Mike Farrell sat in the quiet of the recording studio, the soft glow of the “On Air” sign reflecting off his glasses. Across from him, Jeff Maxwell was…
TELEVISION’S MOST POMPOUS ELITIST… BUT HIS TRUTH WAS A QUIET SOLITUDE
For years, the world knew him as the ultimate aristocrat. He was the man who brought a taste of the Boston Brahmin to a muddy tent in…
THE SILENCE THAT BROKE THE SET OF MAS*H FOREVER
The sun was setting low over the Malibu hills, casting the kind of long, amber shadows that always made the ranch feel more like a memory than a…