ROBERT CLARY KNEELT IN THE DUST AND EVERYTHING CAME BACK
The sun over Culver City doesn’t feel like the sun over a German winter, but for a moment, the heat didn’t matter. Robert Clary stood on a patch…
THE DAY COLONEL KLINK FINALLY CRACKED ON THE HOGAN’S HEROES SET
The studio lights were always a bit too bright for Werner Klemperer. Even years after Hogan’s Heroes had finished its run, he sat in an interview chair with…
BEHIND THE LAUGHTER AT STALAG 13 LAY A SILENT PROMISE
The dust on the old RKO Forty-Acres lot in Culver City had a way of clinging to your shoes, a fine, pale powder that seemed to hold the…
THE COMMANDANT’S MISSING MONOCLE AND THE DINNER PARTY DISASTER
It is 1994, and Werner Klemperer is sitting on a stage in a plush velvet chair. The lighting in the television studio is warm, casting a soft glow…
THE DAY COLONEL KLINK FINALLY LOST HIS COOL ON THE SET
The studio lights were a bit softer than they used to be, and the audience was hushed, leaning in to catch every word from the man who had…
THE STALAG RADIOS WENT DARK BUT THE VOICES NEVER LEFT
The air inside the old soundstage at Paramount didn’t smell like Hollywood anymore. It smelled like heavy dust, ancient electrical wiring, and something that Robert Clary could only…
KLINGER FINALLY GOT HIS WISH… AND IT BROKE JAMIE FARR’S HEART.
The studio lights felt a little too bright for a Tuesday afternoon. Jamie Farr sat across from Loretta Swit, the silence between them filled with the kind of…
THE DAY A RUBBER CHICKEN NEARLY SHUT DOWN THE SURGERY SUITE
You know, people always ask me if the camaraderie they saw on screen was real, or if we were all just very talented at faking a decade of…
HARRY MORGAN HEARD THE CHOPPERS AGAIN… AND JAMIE FARR KNEW.
The California sun was beginning to dip behind the hills of Brentwood, casting long, amber shadows across the patio. Harry Morgan sat in his favorite chair, his hands…
THE ARROGANT ARISTOCRAT… BUT HIS HEART BELONGED TO THE QUIET FOG
We all remember the voice. It was resonant, educated, and layered with a disdain that felt almost regal. David Ogden Stiers didn’t just play Charles Emerson Winchester III;…