THE CANVAS WAS THIN… BUT IT HELD THEIR WHOLE LIVES INSIDE
The warehouse was cold, but the air inside the corner unit felt decades older. Mike Farrell adjusted his glasses, his boots echoing against the concrete floor. Loretta Swit…
THE CHOPPERS STOPPED FLYING IN 1983, BUT RADAR STILL HEARS THEM.
Loretta sat on the porch of her home, the late California sun catching the silver in her hair as she leaned back in the wicker chair. Across from…
THE COLONEL COMMANDED THE CAMP… BUT THE MAP POINTER HAD OTHER IDEAS
The interview was taking place in a dimly lit television studio in the early nineties, years after the dust of the Korean War had settled for the final…
THE CAMERAS STOPPED ROLLING… BUT THE GOODBYE NEVER ENDED
The light in the room was soft, a far cry from the harsh, punishing sun of the Malibu hills. Mike Farrell looked across the table at Loretta Swit…
THE WORLD SAW A HERO DOCTOR… BUT THE BOOTS HAD OTHER PLANS
“Alan, I have to ask you something that’s been bothering me since I was a kid watching reruns,” the young actor says, leaning into the microphone of the…
THEY THOUGHT THE JEEP WAS JUST A PROP UNTIL IT SPOKE.
It sat in the corner of a dimly lit warehouse in Malibu, buried under a heavy plastic tarp that had turned yellow with age. Jamie Farr pulled the…
JAMIE FARR AND THE SCARLETT OHARA DRESS DISASTER AT MALIBU RANCH
I remember sitting on that stage at the collectors’ convention a few years back, and the room was just packed with people wearing olive drab. There was this…
THE HIDDEN TRUTH BEHIND THE FINAL GOODBYE IN MASH HISTORY
The coffee was getting cold on the table, but neither of them seemed to notice. Mike Farrell sat across from Loretta Swit, the California sun catching the silver…
THE DAY THE MASH OPERATING ROOM TURNED INTO A COMEDY CLUB
The interviewer leans forward, the studio lights reflecting off his glasses. He asks a question I have heard a thousand times before, but today, for some reason, it…
THEY WERE JUST ACTORS IN THE DUST… UNTIL THE SOUND RETURNED.
The sun was beginning to dip behind the Santa Monica Mountains, casting long, amber shadows across the dry brush of the canyon. Two men sat on a weathered…