THE RADIO WAS FAKE… BUT THE MEMORY BROUGHT THEM TO THEIR KNEES
The sun was beginning to dip behind the soundstages at the old Desilu lot, casting long, skeletal shadows across the cracked pavement. It was a quiet afternoon, the…
THE DAY COLONEL KLINK SALUTED THE NEW YORK PHILHARMONIC
The lights in the studio were dimmed just enough to make the atmosphere feel intimate, like a conversation between old friends rather than a televised interview for a…
THE HEAVY GHOST OF BRECOURT MANOR: WHEN DAMIAN LEWIS REALIZED THE TRUTH ABOUT DICK WINTERS
It is one thing to read about a hero in a history book. It is an entirely different, terrifying thing to realize you have to become him. When…
A MOMENT OF SILENCE IN THE SWAMP… DAVID OGDEN STIERS NEVER FORGOT.
The studio lights always felt a little too hot when the clock crawled past midnight. They were filming on Stage 9, and the air was thick with the…
THEY HEARD ONE SOUND AND FIFTEEN YEARS OF MEMORIES CAME RUSHING BACK
It was supposed to be a standard museum visit. More than a decade had passed since the cameras stopped rolling on the set of Band of Brothers. The…
THE CHOPPER BLADES STOPPED… BUT THE SILENCE WAS EVEN LOUDER.
The sun was high over the Malibu hills, casting long, sharp shadows across the dry brush and the jagged rocks that once stood in for a world away….
THE DAY THE FRUIT HAT NEARLY TOOK OUT FRANK BURNS
The lights in the auditorium were bright, almost as hot as those summer days we spent filming in the Malibu mountains. I was sitting on a stage with…
THE GHOSTS IN THE PAPER SNOW: WHEN NEAL MCDONOUGH COULDN’T SHAKE BASTOGNE
It wasn’t actually snowing when Easy Company broke. It was paper. Thousands of pounds of shredded paper and silica, blown by massive fans across a repurposed aircraft hangar…
EVERYONE CRIED WHEN RADAR LEFT… BUT THE REASON WASN’T IN THE SCRIPT.
Gary Burghoff and Jamie Farr sat in a corner booth, the kind with cracked vinyl that smelled faintly of coffee and old memories. It had been decades since…
THE DAY THE RUBBER CHICKEN NEARLY BROKE THE COLONEL
It was a few years ago at one of those big nostalgia conventions in Chicago. I was sitting on a stage with a couple of the guys, and…