Been a tough week for me and I had just started my weekly rounds with some more Perry Mason from Season 7. Got some bad news on Tuesday morning. My father passed from this life to the next. So many emotions were tumbling around. Growing up in the sixties with a factory worker father, television was a welcome diversion. My father would come in from work to a prepared supper. After supper, my brother and I would play outside far a couple of hours (this was on school nights - homework completed as we waited for him to get home). After being called in for baths, we would gather in the living room and watch television (except Wednesday nights - church). So many shows (now considered "classic" in this forum) were enjoyed, it was a family pastime. Gunsmoke, Perry Mason, Batman, Voyage to the Bottom Of The Sea, Star Trek, Gomer Pyle USMC, Wild Wild West, Mannix, Mission:Impossible, Tarzan, Hawaii Five-O, Cheyenne, The Rifleman, Maverick, Dialing for Dollars, Honey West, Man From U.N.C.L.E., The Andy Griffith Show, The Beverly Hillbillies, Green Acres, The Dick Van Dyke Show, I Love Lucy; well you get the picture. I have so many memories of times past, but these times shared around the tv set are now all the more special as they remind me of family times with my father. I guess he instilled in me a love for these old shows. When he would visit, we almost always ended up watching westerns on Saturday on Encore Westerns. Great memories. Thanks, Dad.