A telling reflection
on my quality of life.
This would be the wonderful
week it happened.
What’s “it”?
The week the anticipated TV
Guide Fall Preview Edition came out.
Hallelujah!
The TV Guide Fall
Preview Edition, officially proclaiming the arrival the new TV season, profiled
the new drama and comedy series, filling the then three networks’ prime-time schedules. Checking it out, I could plan my entire year
of television watching.
I loved TV, growing up.
And TV Guide was the “Television
Bible.”
(No disrespect to the actual Bible, replete with moral
direction. But it stands mute about what’s
on Thursdays at 8:30 on ABC.)
When I was eleven, I told my brother this joke I had made up,
which he then co-opted for his performed monologs, but I didn’t mind because it
was a pun and I don’t do puns. I do, sometimes,
but it’s embarrassing.
Quoting my brother, quoting me:
“My brother has this ritual.
Every Saturday morning, he picks up the old TV Guide and puts down the new TV
Guide. He has a little name for that
ritual. He calls it ‘The Changing of the Guides.”
Not bad, for eleven.
But a pun, nonetheless.
The TV Guide of my
youth contained interesting articles, one memorable one in which the great George
Burns, during a career “dry spell”, complained, “Comedy’s not ‘fashionable’
anymore.” There were also serious reviews… oh!
And the TV Guide crossword puzzle!
I was a whiz at the TV
Guide crossword puzzle. “Nine,
across: ‘(BLANK) in the Family’.” “Twenty-one, down: ‘My Mother
the (BLANK’.”)
I’m telling you, if an alien saw me acing that puzzle they’d
think I was the smartest guy on the planet!
Another great thing about TV Guide: For an astonishing
number of years, they did not raise their prices. TV
Guide remained fifteen cents long after everything that was once fifteen cents had shot up, the “Guide”, a steadfast island on a sea of inflation.
Oh, and the covers!
Sometimes, a photograph.
Sometimes a painting. And sometimes, a drawing by celebrity
caricaturist extraordinaire Al Hirschfeld.
(Check out the “Travolta.” It’s a
classic!)
I had all of
them. And then one year I went to camp
and when I came home I had none of
them. But my room looked real neat.
Somehow, however, my collection of TV Guide Fall Preview Issues remains, going back to the 1956-57 season, which I can’t touch, ‘cause it will fall to pieces.
It’s like the Magna
Carta.
It should be viewed only “under glass.”
With the foregoing as preamble, you can imagine my
excitement when my first show made it into the TV Guide Fall Preview Edition.
It was a torturous journey.
The Best of the West pilot
was shot in the spring of 1981. But we
did not make it onto ABC’s schedule;
ergo, no appearance in the TV Guide
1981-82 Fall Preview Edition.
ABC did order twelve more episodes,
promising that when a show dropped out, we would be scheduled as a mid-season
replacement. “Good news” and “Bad News”,
as there was no TV Guide Midseason
Replacement Preview Edition.
Turns out, we were not
scheduled as a midseason replacement.
However, the following September, ABC
finally put us on the air.
Earning us inclusion in the TV Guide Fall Preview Edition (1982-83.)
Oh, Happy Day!
It was the one time I was thrilled to be jerked around by a
network.
When it became “Large Format” – the original, being
conveniently compact – and more tabloidy than informative, I stopped buying TV Guide, not caring who’s pregnant, and who’s getting
divorced
Still, I recall, jangling with excitement, entering the
convenience store, and plunking down thirty cents for two copies of the TV Guide
Fall Preview Edition, one, to use,
and a carefully handled one, to save.
What a life, seeing a magazine’s arrival as a celebratory
event.
I miss that innocent kid.
I wonder where he went?
2 comments:
Nice that you kept them in pristine condition. No coffee cup circle on the cover, no dog eared pages, no crudely drawn stars beside must-see programs, no lint from the guide falling between couch covers and no torn pages from the "bible" being repeatedly thrown across the room to the guy demanding to "see what's on!" Hey Earl, can you do a post on the worst sitcom of all time, "The Trouble With Tracy?"
They were a big deal in my house too. I can still remember the hot-off-the-presses smell. And when they began to get so thick that the rounded binder turned rectangular.
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