JOHN BANNER REVEALS THE MOMENT HE FINALLY SAW EVERYTHING
The studio lights were dimmed, casting a soft glow over the stage as the veteran actor sat comfortably in the leather armchair. John Banner, known to millions as…
THE JOKES STOPPED WHEN THE PRIEST STARTED PRAYING
He was holding a plastic coffee cup, staring quietly at a muted television screen, when the memories suddenly rushed back. Jamie Farr was sitting in a quiet studio…
THE TIME COLONEL KLINK COULD NOT STOP LAUGHING AT SERGEANT SCHULTZ
Werner Klemperer sat in the velvet armchair of the television studio, the soft glow of the stage lights reflecting off his spectacles. The interviewer reached into a small…
THE DAY COLONEL KLINK INSPECTED A NEW YORK STEAKHOUSE SOUP
The studio lights were always a bit too bright for Werner Klemperer, a man who had spent much of his life in the dim, dignified halls of opera…
THE SOUND THAT BROUGHT THE PAST BACK… AND STOPPED TIME
The patio of the Malibu restaurant was perfectly still, bathed in warm California sunlight. Mike Farrell and Loretta Swit were sitting across from each other, sharing a quiet…
THE HEARTBREAKING SCENE THAT WASN’T ACTING… IT WAS A REAL GOODBYE
It was supposed to be a noisy, joyous cast dinner, but in the corner of the room, two old friends had found a pocket of absolute silence. Mike…
THE FUNNIEST RIDE ON TELEVISION… BUT THE MEMORY WAS HEAVY
The exhibit hall was quiet, filled with artifacts from a bygone era of television. But for two men standing in the corner, the olive-drab vehicle parked under the…
THE OLD BARRACKS WERE SILENT UNTIL THEY STEPPED INSIDE AGAIN
He stood by the heavy wooden door, his hand resting on a frame that shouldn’t have been there anymore. The air in the studio lot was thick with…
THE BUNKER ENTRANCE WAS JUST PLYWOOD… UNTIL HE STEPPED INSIDE
The sun was setting over the old Desilu-Culver backlot, casting long, skeletal shadows through the gaps in the weathered wood of the barracks. Richard Dawson adjusted the collar…
THE DAY SCHULTZ TRIED TO EAT THE COMMANDANT’S SECRET BOXING GLOVE
Werner Klemperer is sitting in a brightly lit studio, years after the final “dismissed” was barked on the set of Stalag 13. He’s leaning back, his hands folded…