THE FINAL EMBRACE LASTED TOO LONG… AND MIKE KNEW WHY.
Mike Farrell leaned back in the soft leather chair, the low hum of the restaurant fading as he looked across the table at Loretta Swit. They had done…
LORETTA SWIT TOUCHED HER OLD UNIFORM AND THE ROOM WENT SILENT.
Loretta Swit reached into the archival box and her hand stopped. Alan Alda noticed the change in her face before she even said a word. They weren’t looking…
THE SCENE WHERE FATHER MULCAHY CRIED… AND THE REASON WAS REAL.
The room was quiet, the kind of quiet that only happens when two people have known each other for thirty years. William Christopher sat in a high-backed chair,…
THE DAY THE WEDDING DRESS ALMOST RETIRED CORPORAL KLINGER
So, I’m sitting there on this stage at a convention a few years back, looking out at a sea of camouflage hats and MAS*H t-shirts. It never ceases…
THE DRESS WAS A JOKE UNTIL THE CHOPPERS STARTED TO LAND.
The hills of Agoura Hills don’t look much like South Korea anymore. The brush has grown over the old roads, and the sun feels a little more tired…
THE PIANIST’S HANDS: THE SCENE DAVID OGDEN STIERS NEVER TRULY LEFT
The restaurant in Malibu was quiet, the kind of place where the wine is expensive and the lighting is soft enough to hide the passage of decades. Loretta…
THE SOUND BROUGHT LORETTA SWIT TO HER KNEES FIVE DECADES LATER.
The sun was beating down on the tarmac, a dry, unforgiving heat that felt strangely familiar. Loretta Swit squinted against the glare, her hand shielded by a pair…
THE “GOODBYE” STONES WEREN’T JUST A PROP… THEY WERE A BROKEN PROMISE.
The studio lights had been turned off for decades, but for Mike Farrell, the smell of the California dust never quite left his lungs. He sat across from…
THE DAY HAWKEYE PIERCE OPERATED ON A SQUEAKY RUBBER CHICKEN
Alan Alda is sitting in a dimly lit studio, the soft glow of a desk lamp reflecting off his glasses as he leans into the microphone. He’s recording…
THE WORLD’S FAVORITE SOLDIER… BUT HIS GREATEST BATTLE WAS A HIDDEN HAND
The sun in Malibu Creek State Park was unforgiving, baking the dust into the olive-drab fatigues of the men and women scattered across the set. If you watch…