Today would have been Lucille Ball’s 100th birthday and it’s been a pleasure to see the media take note.
I often wake up at 3 a.m. to watch reruns of “I Love Lucy” on the Hallmark network and laugh myself back to sleep. She was truly one of the greats and I doubt that new-fangled invention of television would have gotten off the ground back in post war America without her.
Every Monday evening around 6:30, we would be parked in front of the set to watch “I Love Lucy.” I don’t think we had TV until around 1955 and all we could pick up was Channel 4 in Columbus.
Lucy, and later Andy Griffith, came before homework in my world. I still enjoy watching reruns of both.
Before it was over, she put down and tablespoon and chugalugged it right from the bottle.
I yearn for the days when you could watch TV with your children or your parents and not turn beet red from embarrassment.