THE ARISTOCRAT’S COLD EXTERIOR… BUT THE COLONEL SAW THE TRUTH
The late afternoon sun was slanting through the window of a quiet living room in the Pacific Northwest. David Ogden Stiers sat in a high-backed armchair, his posture…
THE GOLDEN GOWN THAT TURNED THE COLONEL INTO A COMEDIAN
The studio lights were dimmed, casting a warm glow over the velvet chairs where Jamie Farr sat, leaning forward with a mischievous glint in his eyes. The host…
WINCHESTER FINALLY STOPPED THE MUSIC AND THE SILENCE WAS TOO REAL
The restaurant was too quiet for a Friday night, the kind of place where you could hear the ice settle in a glass three tables away. David Ogden…
HOLLYWOOD’S MOST ARROGANT MAJOR… BUT HIS REAL PASSION WAS SILENCE
The world knew him as Major Charles Emerson Winchester III. He was the man who could make a simple request for a glass of sherry sound like a…
THE SOUND THAT HAUNTS THE CAST OF MASH FORTY YEARS LATER
Jamie Farr was sitting on a quiet porch in Southern California when the sky started to vibrate. Beside him, Gary Burghoff didn’t even have to look up to…
JAMIE FARR RECALLS THE ABSOLUTE CHAOS OF THE KLINGER WEDDING DRESS
I was sitting on a small, rickety stage at a fan convention a few years ago, and the room was packed with people wearing olive drab t-shirts. A…
THE MOMENT FATHER MULCAHY SAW THE REAL KLINGER FOR THE FIRST TIME.
The afternoon sun in California always had a way of looking like Korea if you squinted just right. Jamie Farr sat across from William Christopher, the two of…
THE DAY THE MASH JEEP BECAME A SEAFOOD CONVECTION OVEN
Gary Burghoff leans back in the leather chair, his eyes crinkling at the corners in a way that immediately evokes the ghost of Walter “Radar” O’Reilly. He is…
THE O.R. WENT COMPLETELY SILENT WHEN BILL CHRISTOPHER FINALLY SPOKE
Loretta Swit sat on her patio, the California sun catching the silver in her hair. Across from her sat William Christopher, the man the world knew as Father…
THE CHOPPERS NEVER STOPPED IN HIS HEAD. THEN JAMIE HEARD IT AGAIN.
The dust in Malibu Creek State Park doesn’t just sit on the ground. It hangs in the air like a ghost that refuses to leave, coating everything in…