Now I'll REALLY show my age! My grandmother was just about the first person in town to own a television set - a 12" Sears that my rich uncle bought for her. There was only one station on the air and they only broadcast two hours a night (8-10). The whole neighborhood would gather in my grandmother's living room, sitting mainly on the floor, to watch the wrestling one night; Arthur Godfrey another; Milton Berle, boxing, etc. All ages watching this miracle and we thought every show was spectacular. Everyone had their own personal favorite wrestler and we cheered the good guys and jeered the bad ones out loud!
When the station started showing a show (usually a soap or kid's show) every so often during the afternoon, we thought we'd gone to heaven! Remember test patterns? The large production commercials? The Toni twins? The cigarette dancers? The live refrigerator commercials that sometimes went south - what was her name? Senior moment. The live Timex watch ads where they did all sorts of things underwater? And sometimes the watch failed. And my grandfather NEVER missed John Cameron Swazy! We delighted in everything television had to offer and wouldn't miss a commercial. Now I get 150+ channels and can't find a thing to watch half the time.
Wish we could have that sort of innocent wonder back again. I guess that would be my New Year's wish for all of you: To discover something that awes you and makes you tingly happy all over.
Pooker