Television Musings
When
I was in high school, I had a pretty full plate—In addition to
actual classes (which were the least important part of it), I had
extracurricular activities including athletic teams, the band,
occasional dalliances with clubs like the California Scholarship Federation and the Key Club, I also had a nearly full-time job at a
gas station and other summer jobs. And girls. And beer. And a car.
The jobs supported the car, the beer, and, mostly, the girls. It was
a full life. And fun.
That
covered the years from 1963 to 1967. No time for television. Ever.
My Dad had a Kaye-Halbert B&W console TV—From my perspective,
it was a blond wood cabinet that occupied a corner of the living room
near the fireplace. I don’t remember ever sitting down and
watching TV. Too much life to live, even when I was a little kid.
Bike rides. Friends. Baseball. Cub Scouts. Sneaking a cigarette sometimes.
My
only point here is that TV wasn’t important in my life. Not just
“not important”--I hardly knew it existed. I’ve learned about
50’s and 60’s TV since, but I didn’t live it with the exception of The Howdy Doody Show, Superman, and The Mickey Mouse Club.
After
I graduated from High School in ‘67, I was still busy. Joined the
Army in 1968 and, once again, no TV. I got married and went overseas
and such, but never bought or even considered a TV. Too much life to
live. Friends. Parties. Music. Army stuff.
I
was released from active Army duty in Decenber of 1971. Got a job at
Maherajah Water Ski in Healdsburg and an apartment in Santa Rosa. Me
and my then-wife. Plenty of partying and friends and music and
you-name-it, but no TV. Still didn’t own one.
In
May of 1972 I was hired by the Sonoma County Sheriff’s Office and
bought a house in Windsor, California. Same, same. I still had a
busy full life, but those late nights alone after work…….. I
worked a relief shift at the jail and two days a week got off work at
midnight. So I bought a small B&W portable TV attached to a
roof-top antenna. Became acquainted with old movies on the Night
Comfort Theater (sponsored by a water bed company in Sacramento) and
Channel 36, who’s spokesman was a stripper named Carol Doda, “The
Perfect 36”.
Another
thing I discovered while drinking beer and watching B&W
late-night TV was……..Star Trek. Captain Kirk. Mr. Spock.
Uhura. The Enterprise. It was unbelievable. And I bought a color
portable TV to watch Star Trek in color. I was hooked.
Life
happened--
I’m
in my 70’s now, and technology has, um, matured, I guess. I watch
more than my share of TV now. Apps, streaming, cable, computer,
U-Tube…..The list is endless. I don’t watch much of what could
only be called “current” Hollywood TV. On my ROKU box, I have a
number of services including HULU. Searching their offerings, I saw
that they had a series that lasted a few years (from TNT, it seems)
and is no longer in production, but it called to me. “Watch Me”,
it said. It was called The Last Ship.
Yesterday,
I watched the first 4 episodes back-to-back.
It
turned out to be Star Trek but not in outer space. And I still like it.
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