I was 11 in April, 1958, sixth grade in school, and this Red Mill broadcast was something I wanted to see. I vaguely remember the advertising for it. It was one of those 9-11:00 things, as I recall, and my bedtime was something like 8:30. I think my mother would have liked my brother Macbeth and me in bed by 4:00 if she could manage it.
I digress. There was no way the Red Mill and my bedtime could coincide so I missed it.