THE DAY SCHULTZ GOT TETHERED TO THE BARRACKS DOOR
It is a warm Saturday afternoon at a crowded nostalgia convention in Burbank, and the air is thick with the scent of popcorn and old movie posters. Robert…
THE DAY COLONEL KLINK FINALLY LOST HIS COOL ON THE SET
The studio lights were always a bit too bright for a man who preferred the dim, cultured atmosphere of an opera house. Werner Klemperer sat across from the…
THE SERGEANT WHO SAW ABSOLUTELY NOTHING AT ALL
The studio lights were always a bit too bright for my taste, even after all those years in front of the camera. I remember sitting there on that…
THE DAY COLONEL KLINK LOST HIS DIGNITY IN A CUP OF COFFEE
It was one of those late-night talk show appearances in the late eighties, the kind where the host is leaning in with genuine curiosity and the audience is…
THE DAY SERGEANT SCHULTZ FINALLY LOST HIS PANTS ON SET
The theater was packed for the final afternoon of the nostalgia convention. Robert Clary sat on the velvet-draped stage, looking much smaller than he did on the television…
THE GOODBYE THAT MADE MILLIONS CRY… BUT THE TEARS WEREN’T ACTED.
The backstage green room of the Los Angeles theater was incredibly quiet, the distant hum of the city traffic barely reaching the thick walls. Loretta sat perfectly still…
THE MESS TENT MISTAKE THAT BROKE A JUILLIARD ACTOR.
The cozy recording studio was filled with the easy rhythm of a great conversation. Mike adjusted his headphones, leaning close to the microphone as the popular history podcast…
THE MOST HATED MAN ON TELEVISION… BUT HIS SCENE WAS REAL.
The quiet corner booth of the Los Angeles restaurant was completely bathed in warm, amber light. Loretta swirled her glass of red wine, looking across the white tablecloth…
THE CANVAS TENT THAT HELD THE HEAVIEST SECRET ON TELEVISION
The massive Los Angeles warehouse was perfectly quiet, the air cool and heavily filtered. Mike walked slowly down the wide concrete aisle, his footsteps echoing in the empty,…
THE CHRISTMAS SCENE THAT BROKE TELEVISION’S MOST ARROGANT DOCTOR
The hotel lounge in New York was nearly empty, the quiet hum of the city streets entirely muffled by the heavy velvet curtains. Mike rested his hands around…