I vividly remember Good Night David, Good Night Chet. I'll send you a PM, TIS, with a good Huntley-Brinkley story that is too long and too irrelevant for this thread.

Other childhood memories....

On weekends and after school we would just go "outside and play." This could mean riding bikes, making us games, playing pick-up baseball, basketball or football. We had to be home before dark in time for dinner. There were no play dates, few organized leagues to attend, it was all improvised and for the most part unsupervised.

Teachers were always right, and I don't remember schools getting sued because someone got a bad grade.

In the suburbs you cuold lay in the street.

Saturdays the movies had "kiddie shows" which usually consisted of several cartoons and a double feature.


"Io sono stanco, sono imbigliato, and I wan't everyone here to know, there ain't gonna be no trouble from me..Don Corleone..Cicc' a port!"

"I stood in the courtroom like a fool."

"I am Constanza: Lord of the idiots."