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 DAY SCHULTZ COULD NOT STOP LAUGHING ON SET

Robert Clary sits comfortably in a plush velvet armchair, his posture still remarkably straight for a man who has seen as much history as he has. We are…

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…

THE DAY THE MONOCLE FELL AND STALAG 13 COLLAPSED IN LAUGHTER

Robert Clary leans back in the velvet chair, the studio lights reflecting off his glasses. He looks smaller now, but that spark—the one that made Louis LeBeau the…

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 DAY SERGEANT SCHULTZ FINALLY SAW EVERYTHING ON THE SET

The interviewer leans forward, adjusting the microphone on the table between them. It is a quiet afternoon in a brightly lit studio, years after the cameras at Stalag…

THE DAY SERGEANT SCHULTZ SAW EVERYTHING IN CHICAGO

The studio lights were dim, and the air was thick with the scent of floor wax and stale coffee. John Banner sat across from the talk show host,…

THE DAY COLONEL KLINK LOST HIS SIGHT IN A COFFEE CUP

“I remember the smell of the set more than anything else,” Werner said, leaning back in the plush chair of the interview studio. He was older now, the…