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Michael Mohr's avatar

Very funny and a lot of heart is a fantastic compliment ❤️🫰

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Oh, man, we already talked just a little bit about Romper Room, so you know I'm on board for chatting about childhood TV! I guffawed at, "We weren’t melting our brains when we were sitting in front of the televisions, we were laying a foundation for flourishing creative lives." Like you/everyone of that era, I watched EVERYTHING. My parents definitely did not think "screen time" was a concern--and I don't really regret it? I mean, that sounds so sad. And we lived in Georgia, and I was a redhead without siblings for a lot of years, so going outside for very long stretches wasn't really an option because I genuinely burnt (badly), even with sunblock. But...I did a ton of reading, somehow, still! (SO MUCH.) And seeing happy, funny things genuinely elevated my mood. I needed at least a portion of that, for sure!

I don't think I ever saw Wonderama, but I do remember The Magic Garden!!--though I haven't thought about that show in for.ev.er! Wow, (switching to my best Celine Dion voice), "It's all coming back to me..."

Also...can I just say how much I love that you included "The Looooove Boooooat" in your wrap-up?!?!? I was a very enthusiastic watcher of that show (along with CHiPs and the A-Team...and, yeah, anything on at all, pretty much).

One story: I religiously watched The Incredible Hulk on our black and white TV set (this was well into where color TVs were the norm, but we were poor). Then, we got a color TV--and I apparently freaked out that this character that I thought I knew so well turned GREEN. According to my mom, I had nightmares for weeks. (This was before I went to school, so I had not be corrected on this point.) Anyhow, here's the craziest thing: my earliest memory (that I can recall) is of The Incredible Hulk slowly walking through our backyard to our back door, while I yelled for my parents. I mean, obviously, in reality, that's a memory of a nightmare I had. But the fact that it's my earliest long-term, recallable memory means I always treat my brain as...the Wild West? Because it's 100 percent a "real" memory. It's just that it couldn't have happened (except in my head...very vividly). Which I'm sure kind of informs my writing? In a, "I actually remember the Incredible Hulk coming to our house" kind of way. Blending the line between imagination and reality--I hope.

I don't know Wonderama, but I do see The Magic Garden as one side of a great comp for your books, Julie! I was thinking the other day about how obsessed I was about BOTH Mr. Rogers...and Boy George. Like, to the point where my Grandma would clip things out of the newspaper about either of them (though there were obv. far more about Boy George) and send them to me. It sounds like in this analogy Wonderama was filling the Boy George role (plus...candy!).

Anyhow, now it's time for me to say thank you for MY therapy session. And I'm looking forward to reading the Food letters!

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