It happened again, and it's scaring me.
Turner Classic Movies is my daytime buddy these days, as I sit and recuperate. I can't stand to watch a show with commercials, and I'm too cheap to pay for HBO and all those swanky premium channels, so I watch TCM with the sort of appreciation that a guy marooned on an island would give to a CARE package with chow, a cell phone and an inflatatable raft.
|92 minutes I'll never get back|
And since I know more about this sort of stuff than I really ought to, I recalled that Sherman Billingsley, once king of the club circuit in the Big Apple, was an uncle-by-marriage to Barbara Billingsley, the actress who played Beaver's mom.(You know what else? Her grand-nephew is Peter Billingsley, the kid who starred in A Christmas Story!)
"I wonder how Barbara Billingsley is doing?" I asked myself on Friday.
|She taught us how to speak jive|
So, with the best of intentions in my heart, I am going to sit here and think real hard about how ole' Charlie Manson is feeling! And Mark David Chapman - how's he doing? Sirhan B. Sirhan, what up?