THE DAY THE GERMAN UNIFORM FINALLY GAVE UP

The host leans into the microphone, his voice dropping an octave as he looks across the table at Richard Dawson. We are sitting in a dimly lit studio,…

THE DAY THE MONOCLE FINALLY WON THE WAR AGAINST COLONEL KLINK

The studio lights were a bit warmer than Werner Klemperer usually liked, but he sat there with the same straight-backed poise that had defined his career. He was…

THE FIRE WAS REAL… BUT THE TEARS WERE SOMETHING ELSE ENTIRELY

Years later, when the cameras are long gone and the audience has moved on to other things, the memories that stick are rarely the ones you expect. Mike…

THE DAY COLONEL KLINK LOST HIS VISION IN THE SOUP

The studio lights in the podcast booth were a lot softer than the ones Werner Klemperer had lived under for six seasons at Paramount, but the memories were…

THE DRAMATIC SURGERY SCENE THAT WAS RUINED BY A LOUD SNORE

During a recent documentary interview celebrating the legacy of the hit series, the interviewer asked a question that immediately brought a knowing smile to Alan Alda’s face. They…

THE ARROGANT ARISTOCRAT… BUT HE LIVED IN A QUIET SELF-IMPOSED SILENCE

The cameras would roll, and David Ogden Stiers would become the most formidable man in the room. He was Major Charles Emerson Winchester III, a man who didn’t…

FORTY YEARS LATER THE ENGINE STARTED AND THE MEMORIES FLOODED BACK

The sun was setting over the craggy hills, casting long, sharp shadows across the parking lot of Malibu Creek State Park. Two men stood near a cluster of…

HE STOOD THERE IN THE DUST… AND NEITHER OF THEM COULD LOOK AWAY.

The sun was beginning to dip below the ridge of the Malibu Hills, casting long, amber shadows across the dry brush. Two men stood on a patch of…

JAMIE FARR AND LORETTA SWIT REMEMBER THE NIGHT THE LAUGHTER DIED

It was a quiet dinner in a corner of Los Angeles, decades after the dust of the Malibu ranch had settled into their bones. Jamie sat across from…

THEY SPELLED GOODBYE IN THE DIRT BUT MEANT IT FOR THEMSELVES.

The restaurant in Malibu was quiet, the kind of place where the wine is expensive and the lighting is intentionally dim to hide the passage of time. Mike…