Morgan Fairchild…Yeah, That’s the Ticket
Tuesday, April 6th, 2010
Some may remember the title of this posting as a line from the pathological liar Tommy Flanagan, the character played by Jon Lovitz on Saturday Night Live as he referred to his wife…Morgan Fairchild. This was of course his way of untruthfully indicating that he was married to a really hot actress, who at that time in 1985 was starring in the mini-series North and South and just beginning her one year run on Falcon Crest. Read the rest of this entry »
For years I was angry at Gale Storm. Well, maybe not angry with her, but I was angry at the situation. I had obtained a great signature of Charles F*rrell on a photo from My Little Margie, a popular sitcom from the early 1950’s that I came to know from reruns broadcast on the CBN network in the mid-1980’s. I had gotten this over the 
Who here doesn’t love the voice of James Earl Jones? Raise your hands. Okay, none. It certainly is one of the most recognizable voices in the world, whether listening to him on my King James Version reading of the New Testament on CD, seeing him as a lawyer in Picket Fences, watching on the big screen in Field of Dreams, hearing him voice Mufasa in Disney’s The Lion King, or identifying him with possibly his most famous role: the voice of Darth Vader in the Star Wars series. 
If only…if only…if only they could all be like Willie Aames, life for the autograph collector and celebrity encounter freak would be so much easier. Although I wasn’t the biggest of fans of Eight Is Enough, it is one of those shows that I would typically catch if I was home in front of the TV when it came on during the late 1970’s. Willie Aames played Tommy, the middle of the three boys in the Bradford family. 
Despite the slow talking drawl, despite the incessant smile, despite the fact that in the real world he might be mistaken for a creepy pedophile, I’d still loved to have had Mr. Rogers as my neighbor. I grew up on the PBS staples of Mr. Rogers’ Neighborhood, Sesame Street, The Electric Company, and Zoom – which each succeeding show for an older audicence than the one before. But even when I was ready for Zoom, I still secretly adored Mr. Rogers and the comforting make-believe surroundings he created.