I remember during the Korean War we had the first TV in the neighborhood. We had a house with no sheetrock on the interior walls but we had a TV! The war was taking all the gypsum for something or other and you couldn't get sheetrock. Our TV was part of a TV/HI FI/AM radio console that weighed a ton. There was no FM stations or stereo, and Hi Fi was king. We were really poor but Dad had his priorities. Besides, we had chickens, a couple of pigs and some rabbits for food. We hung blankets up on the walls between bedrooms and the bathroom for privacy. I thought it was so neat just to walk through the walls, watching out for electrical wiring. Several of the neighbors came over and marveled at this thing called TV. We had two good stations that were local and one that was several miles away. If you could turn the rabbit ears just right you could get a snowy picture and sound from the other station. I remember we use to have a fuss every sunday night because "Lassie" came on about the time we had to leave to go to church. We were late a lot because my sister and I would malinger and watch all of "Lassie" we could. I never did find out how Joey got out of that darn well he fell into.

Monty