Topic of the Day:
Saturdays were usually cartoons for me too - well, at least "live action cartoons". All those Kroft Superstars programs: "Electra Woman and DynaGirl", "Sigmund the Seamonster", "Dr. Shrinker", etc. -Were those all Krofts? Oh, and "Shazam" - (swoon)... And then there was that semi-talk-variety show, "Kids Are People Too" hosted by someone-who's-name-escapes-me-now-but-who-I-thought-was-very-hunky. Etc., etc., etc.
Then when I was nine, I started piano lessons. And my lessons were at 9:00, Saturday morning with Mrs. Young. I didn't mind the piano lessons, but getting up and dressed as if I was going to school (again) was a bit of a pain. Those went on for about two years, then we moved down to DC (from Ledyard, CT).
Somewhere along the line, Saturday morning TV became all about PBS, especially the cooking shows and "This Old House".
OH!!! There were also those Saturday mornings where me and my brothers would tag along with my father (usually) to go grocery shopping at the commissary and/or base exchange. Those were always lots of fun. And sometimes we would stop at Montgomery Ward and/or Sears. -The smell of the roasting nuts from the candy counters is forever embedded into my sense memory.
...And then Saturday nights were usually spent at one my aunt's houses. The father's would play pool and/or poker - all depending if our evening's host had a pool table - and the mother's would sit in the kitchen and play mahjhong, look at jewelry samples (one of the mother's had a small side business), and gossip into the wee hours of the morning. Meanwhile, all the kids would sit and watch TV... and eventually fall asleep in front of said TV.
