Claim to Fame

I will admit that as a child, I was a television addict. My first recollection of TV was after we had left the house to go somewhere and I had asked if the show would still be on when we got home because I wanted to finish watching it. Since Tivo was still 30 years away, the answer was no. I loved my Saturday morning cartoons. There was Thundarr the Barbarian with Ookla the Mok and Ariel their sorceress/princess sidekick, Scooby Doo, and HR Puffinstuff with Jimmy and the magic flute. There are many that I vaguely remember as nothing more than characters. As I grew older, I became a MASH rerun addict. I could quote entire episodes from memory and still laughed at everything Hawkeye did to Frank Burns.

When I was 4 or 5, I convinced my mother to take me to the Johnny Ginger Show. It was an afternoon kids program on what was the ABC 24 in Toledo. I remembered the Rocky and Bullwinkle cartoons, along with Fractured Fairy Tales and Mr. Peabody and the Way Back Machine. Johnny Ginger had a puppet crow on his show that used to go to the moon and bring back cream cheese. I so wanted to see that crow but the day we were on the show, he was away to the moon. It was me and my sisters, maybe a friend or two and of course my mother all on a set of bleachers watching Johnny Ginger and he cartoons. I remember they plied us with tons of candy and I just sat there enthralled by the whole thing.

To date, that was my only TV appearance. I went out over the broadcast waves in a show that was probably not recorded so if I wanted to re-watch it, I would have to be somewhere around Alpha Centuri with a great receiver. It has been a long time since I thought about Johnny Ginger. He has his own web site and seemed to have made a name for himself on the ABC affiliate in Detroit. I wish I could remember the crows name but that is also lost in the depths of time. Someday, Oneday. QII

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