THE TUNNEL WAS FAKE BUT THE BROTHERHOOD WAS REAL
The sun was beginning to dip behind the soundstages at Paramount, casting long, skeletal shadows across the asphalt. Robert Clary walked slowly, his hands buried deep in his…
THE DAY COLONEL KLINK DROPPED HIS VISION INTO SCHULTZ’S SOUP
Interviewer: “Werner, people still talk about the physical comedy on the show, but I’ve always wondered about the monocle. It was such a signature part of Colonel Klink….
THE DAY A BRATWURST NEARLY BROKE COLONEL KLINK AND SCHULTZ
Interviewer: Robert, I have something here that I think you will really appreciate. It is an old black-and-white still from the set, looks like it was taken somewhere…
THE DAY SERGEANT SCHULTZ FINALLY LOST HIS COOL ON THE SET
The air in the convention hall was thick with the scent of stale coffee and old paper. It was 1971, and I was sitting at a small folding…
THE DAY SERGEANT SCHULTZ SAW ABSOLUTELY EVERYTHING AT DINNER
The late-night talk show host leans across his mahogany desk, a mischievous glint in his eye. He looks at the guest across from him, a man whose face…
RICHARD DAWSON RECALLS THE HILARIOUS DAY THE TUNNEL ESCAPE WENT WRONG
The auditorium was filled with the kind of low-level hum you only get at these nostalgia conventions. I was sitting on a stage in a hotel ballroom that…
THE DAY THE HEAVYWEIGHT SERGEANT FINALLY BROUGHT THE HOUSE DOWN
The studio lights were a bit softer than the ones we had at Desilu, but the warmth in the room felt exactly the same. I was sitting across…
THE DAY SERGEANT SCHULTZ SAW ABSOLUTELY EVERYTHING AT STALAG THIRTEEN
The studio lights were always a bit too bright for a man of my displacement. I remember sitting across from a young interviewer in 1971, just as the…
THE MONOCLE THAT BROKE THE IRON COLONEL
The lights in the television studio were always a bit too bright for Werner Klemperer. He sat there, years after the bunkers of Stalag 13 had been dismantled,…
THE TUNNEL WAS HOLLOW BUT THE MEMORY WAS HEAVY
The sun was hitting the pavement of the old studio lot at an angle that made everything look like a faded photograph. Robert Clary walked slowly, his gait…