TV’S MOST ARROGANT ARISTOCRAT… BUT HE LIVED IN TOTAL SILENCE

The Pacific Northwest has a unique way of swallowing sound. In the small town of Newport, Oregon, the air is often thick with a grey, salt-heavy mist that…

THE DAY SERGEANT SCHULTZ FINALLY SAW EVERYTHING ON THE SET

The interviewer leans forward, adjusting the microphone on the table between them. It is a quiet afternoon in a brightly lit studio, years after the cameras at Stalag…

THE DAY SERGEANT SCHULTZ SAW EVERYTHING IN CHICAGO

The studio lights were dim, and the air was thick with the scent of floor wax and stale coffee. John Banner sat across from the talk show host,…

THE DAY COLONEL KLINK LOST HIS SIGHT IN A COFFEE CUP

“I remember the smell of the set more than anything else,” Werner said, leaning back in the plush chair of the interview studio. He was older now, the…

THE DAY SERGEANT SCHULTZ LITERALLY EXPLODED ON THE SET OF STALAG 13

The studio audience is quiet, leaning in as John Banner settles into the plush talk show couch. It is 1971, and the world is just beginning to say…

THE DAY THE COLONEL RECEIVED ACTUAL TACTICAL ADVICE FROM A CONCERNED CITIZEN

The year was 1991, and Werner Klemperer sat on a velvet-backed chair in a dimly lit television studio. He looked nothing like the bumbling, monocle-wearing commandant the world…

THE DESK WAS JUST A PROP… UNTIL THEY SAT DOWN AGAIN

The warehouse was cold, smelling of mothballs and stagnant air. Loretta Swit pulled her coat tighter around her, walking slowly beside Jamie Farr. They were in a private…

THE LAST TOAST FELT LIKE A SCENE… BUT THE GRIEF WAS REAL

It was a quiet afternoon in Los Angeles, the kind where the sun hangs heavy and golden over the hills. Mike Farrell sat across from Harry Morgan in…

THE CHOPPERS RETURNED… AND SUDDENLY THE WAR FELT REAL AGAIN

The sun was beating down on the hills of Malibu Creek State Park with a familiar, relentless heat. Jamie Farr adjusted his cap, squinting against the glare of…

THE ROCK OF THE 4077TH… BUT HE CARRIED A SECRET IN HIS SLEEVE

The lights of the convention auditorium were bright, reflecting off the water glass on the small table next to Mike Farrell. He was sitting on a stage in…