The Late 2000’s
Thursday, September 27th, 2007
This is now my eighth category of half-decades (I checked and pentade does not appear to be a word), and this is a precarious introduction to write. That is mostly because I am currently living right in the midst of it. Originally my vision of this site was to simply chronicle time periods of the past, while merely interjecting current events…but guess what? Enough time began to pass that even some of these current events started to have a nostalgic feel themselves. So the first step was to link all of the postings together in chronological order and create the 2000’s – Late category. But still the postings of this time period (which greatly out-number all of the others) seem orphaned without an introduction. Read the rest of this entry »
I seemed to build my collection of John Voldstad autographs in small steps. John Voldstad portrayed the second silent Daryl in one of my all-time favorite television series Newhart. When he first made his appearance at a Hollywood Collectors Show, all he had for sale were some small 4″ x 5″ portraits. So that was what I was stuck with adding to my collection. But for $5.00, it wasn’t a bad deal. Later on, he returned along with his Larry, Daryl, and Daryl cohort William Sanderson and Tony Papenfuss and I was able to get the complete signed cast shot as shown 
After our incredibly busy Sunday activities, it was amazing that we were able to peel ourselves out of bed to catch an early breakfast in our digs, the Richard Johnston Inn, before heading toward Richmond, Virginia’s capital city. But we did…and were consequently able to enjoy a nice cherry and coconut dessert for breakfast. We quickly stuffed ourselves in the car and prepared to depart for our next destination(s) of the day, Monday, August 6, 2007. 
The date was December 17, 1985. Christmas break had begun and I was dropping yet another four autograph requests in the mail, hoping to cash in on some last-minute Christmas spirit of the stars. I had spent the week before mailing out 15 requests and these would be my final four before the holiday came. Two of the victims I chose would be a bust: I had the wrong address on Michael Landon and the Sammy Davis Jr. that I received was clearly a secretarial (although I didn’t realize that secretarials were one of the big pitfalls of autograph collecting until later on in life).