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kick coming. For God's sake, we were on for seventeen and
a half years. Maybe I'm wrong, but I think that that show
still had life left in it.
Anyway, the last night, Labor Day, was a sad night.
They showed some clips of the early broadcasts. My, how we
had changed in those seventeen years!
Was there a party afterwards?
Yes. It was more or less a wake. We were all very
sad. We had become a close-knit family. The producers, the
directors--we were all good friends. Every Sunday night for
seventeen years we were together. It was a way of life.
Some people who become T.V. personalities find that it
disturbs their life, or their children? Did you ever run
across anything of that sort?
Oh, no. After all, I wasn't an actor.
Oh, you were to a certain extent though.
At least I didn't put on makeup and sing songs or
clown or play somebody else. I was myself on the show.
And I loved it. The fame that came with it I loved even
more. I made no bones about it. Of course when you're out
with a much bigger celebrity, you immediately fade into the
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