A Twilight Zone Moment
At a party this past week we were singing television show theme songs and people were laughing. Hey, try it some time - it brings people together faster than the dinner bell. Any who, I jumped in with "From mountains high to valleys low, they speak the name of Jamie-oh" and there was silence. My friend, Ken, leaned over and said "I believe you and I are the only two people who saw that show and remember it." How can a show run from 1963 to 1965 and feature 26 episodes with young handsome Kurt Russel and no one remembers it. I wasn't old enough to stay up past 8 PM so I only was able to watch from my bedroom door peering into the living room and straining to hear. Every fourth episode or so my mother would feel sorry for me and let me stay up that "one time only" to watch. It was full of action and adventure and I longed to go back in time and be on a wagon train en route to California during the gold rush days. But alas, no one remembers the show except my buddy, Ken. That's the funny thing about television. Some shows are destined to be in reruns for ages and others evaporate from our consciousness.
21/3/2009 5:16 AM