THE DAY THE TERRIFYING SERGEANT SCHULTZ FELL APART
I was sitting in a small, wood-paneled radio booth in Los Angeles back in the late nineties, doing one of those retrospective interviews that actors of a certain…
THE SCENE THAT BROKE THE KINDEST MAN ON TELEVISION
It was late in the evening at a quiet, dimly lit Italian restaurant in Los Angeles, years after the world had said goodbye to the 4077th. Loretta Swit…
THE DAY THE MOUNTAINS BROUGHT TWO MAS*H LEGENDS TO TEARS
It was a quiet, unassuming Tuesday morning in the Santa Monica Mountains. Decades had passed since the roaring generators and massive camera cranes had been packed up and…
THE JOKE THAT FADED WHEN FATHER MULCAHY SAW THE TRUTH
It was late in the afternoon, in the quiet, carpeted green room of a midwestern convention center. Jamie Farr and William Christopher were sitting together on a slightly…
THE SOUND THAT STOPPED TWO MAS*H LEGENDS IN THEIR TRACKS
It was supposed to be a quiet afternoon in the hills of Southern California. Mike Farrell and Loretta Swit were attending an outdoor tribute event, standing near…
THE DOCTOR WHO HEALED THE CAST WITHOUT A MEDICAL DEGREE
It was a rainy Tuesday afternoon in Los Angeles, decades after the olive-drab tents of the 4077th were finally packed away. Loretta Swit and Allan Arbus were sitting…
THE DAY THE FUNNIEST SET IN TELEVISION WENT COMPLETELY SILENT
It was long after the cameras had stopped flashing and the ballroom had finally emptied out. A quiet hotel lobby bar, somewhere in the early two-thousands, following one…
THE NIGHT THE CONSUMMATE PROFESSIONAL FINALLY CRACKED ON THE MASH SET
I was sitting in this small, soundproof studio last week, doing one of those long-form podcast interviews where the host really wants to get under the fingernails of…
WE LAUGHED BEHIND THE BARBED WIRE… UNTIL THE MUSIC STOPPED
The sun was setting over the backlot of 40 Acres in Culver City, casting long, skeletal shadows across the dust. It was years after the cameras had stopped…
THE DAY SERGEANT SCHULTZ FINALLY ADMITTED TO SEEING EVERYTHING
The late-night talk show set was quiet, the smell of floor wax and stale coffee lingering in the air. John Banner sat back in the leather chair, his…