GARY BURGHOFF HEARD THE SOUND AND IMMEDIATELY LOOKED TO THE SKY.

The Malibu sun was unforgiving, beating down on the same dusty hills that once stood in for the mountains of Uijeongbu. Gary Burghoff stood at the edge of…

HARRY MORGAN HELD A SECRET THAT CHANGED LORETTA SWIT’S FINAL GOODBYE

The patio in Los Angeles was quiet, the kind of heavy, golden silence that only seems to exist in the twilight of a long career. Loretta Swit sat…

THE DAY THE DRESS TOOK OVER THE ENTIRE MASH SET

I was sitting in this small, soundproof booth for a podcast a few months ago, and the host, this kid who couldn’t have been more than twenty-five, looked…

THE SOUND THAT MADE LORETTA SWIT STOP IN HER TRACKS

It was a quiet afternoon in the hills of Malibu, the kind of day where the air feels heavy with the scent of dried sage and sun-baked earth….

HARRY MORGAN WASN’T ACTING IN THAT SCENE… HE WAS GRIEVING A FRIEND.

The afternoon sun was casting long, amber shadows across the patio as Loretta Swit watched the man she had called “Colonel” for so many years. Harry Morgan sat…

THE DAY TRAPPER JOHN LOST HIS COOL OVER A SURGICAL SLIP

It was a late afternoon in a quiet studio, decades after the swamp had been packed away and the olive drab fatigues had been retired to a museum….

THE CAMERAS WERE STILL ROLLING BUT THE ACTING HAD STOPPED

It was a quiet afternoon in the valley, the kind where the sun seems to hang just a little longer than usual. Gary sat across from Loretta, a…

THE DUST SETTLED DECADES AGO, BUT THE BOOTS STILL REMEMBER.

The drive up into the Malibu Creek State Park hasn’t changed much in forty years, but the men inside the car certainly have. Mike leaned against the window,…

THE SOUND CUT THROUGH THE AIR AND SUDDENLY IT WAS 1972.

The sun was beginning to dip behind the sharp, familiar peaks of the Malibu hills. It was a quiet afternoon, the kind of stillness that usually feels peaceful…

A FADED COSTUME AND A PRAYER: THE DAY THE ACTING STOPPED.

Jamie Farr sat across from William Christopher. They weren’t in Korea anymore. They weren’t even on the Fox ranch in Malibu, surrounded by the brown hills that had…