TV’S TOUGH NO-NONSENSE COLONEL… BUT HIS REAL STRENGTH WAS GENTLE DEVOTION
Harry Morgan was the backbone of the 4077th. To millions of viewers, he was the horse-riding, straight-talking Colonel Sherman T. Potter. He was the man with all the…
THE WORLD’S WISEST TELEVISION PSYCHIATRIST… BUT HE NEVER HELD A MEDICAL DEGREE
For years, the man with the gentle eyes and the calming voice was the person the world turned to when the chaos of war became too much to…
THE WORLD SAW AN ARISTOCRAT… BUT HE CARRIED A LONELY SECRET
The fog in Newport, Oregon, has a way of swallowing everything whole. For the man who lived there, a man whose voice was recognized by millions across the…
THE POMPOUS ARISTOCRAT… BUT HIS REAL LIFE WAS A QUIET SOLILOQUY
The voice was unmistakable. It was a rich, mahogany baritone that seemed to carry the weight of centuries of classical education and refined breeding. To tens of millions…
THE ARISTOCRATIC SURGEON… BUT HE LIVED A QUIET LIFE OF SECRECY
To millions of fans around the world, he was the embodiment of New England blue-blood excellence. As Charles Emerson Winchester III on the set of MAS*H, the actor…
THE HOOP SKIRT WAS GLAMOROUS… BUT THE ENTRANCE WAS A TOTAL CATASTROPHE
The studio lights in the podcast booth were a bit softer than the ones we had back at Fox, but the feeling was the same. I was…
A TEDDY BEAR IN THE DUST… BUT RADAR WASN’T ACTING
It was a Tuesday afternoon in 2004 when the two men sat down in a quiet booth. Harry Morgan was in his late eighties then, his eyes…
WAYNE ROGERS REVEALS THE SURGICAL BLOOPER THAT NEARLY ENDED FILMING
The host of the podcast leaned forward, his headphones slightly askew, and looked at the man across from him with genuine curiosity. We were three decades removed…
TV’S MOST FAMOUS SECTION 8… BUT HIS REAL DOG TAGS WERE HONEST
The fluorescent lights of the convention center hummed with a restless energy that usually defined these weekend events. Jamie Farr sat behind a skirted table, a stack…
THE SCRIPT CALLED FOR A GOODBYE… BUT THE GRIEF WAS REAL.
The restaurant was tucked away in a quiet corner of Los Angeles, the kind of place that smells like expensive leather and decades of secrets. Mike sat…