How old are you? If you’re of a certain vintage– say, fortyish — you know what this is:
The rest of you? As you were. Nothing to see here. Move along.
sippicancottage
A Man Who Has Nothing In Particular To Recommend Him Discusses All Sorts of Subjects at Random as Though He Knew Everything
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LOL. I do indeed, and plead guilty to “being of a certain age.”
Maybe you have to be of a certain vintage AND American. I have no clue what’s going on.
… child drowing in a pool. See the man, 345 Main Street.
…Responding. Time out, 10:21.
Every now and then, Johnny Gage and Roy DeSoto pop up in smaller parts in movies or TV shows. Always brings back warm memories of the childhood.
But that’s just the facts…
I remember the Dick Van Dyke show where Rob Petrie was talking to an investigating officer and as the conversation wound down, he added “Mark 7.” The cop thought he was nuts.
My parents are the REAL age for Mark VII — 80ish — and they still talk about the episode where Frank took his snazzy new vinyl raincoat out of its snug packaging and then couldn’t rewrap it tight enough to fit in back in the envelope. Too bad this episode, “The Big Mailman,” isn’t on DVD. It would be a fun gift for Mother and Dad.
loh woman- I know what you mean, but that’s why I posted the color version of the Mark VII thingie. I found the black and white version of it too, from the early fifties. No one that’s familiar with that version is ever on the internet tubes, eh?
So this isn’t Jack Webb’s production company logo, then? Ah, well, I have limited knowledge about popular culture after the mid-1980s, which is when I quit watching TV with any regularity. I do know quite a bit about William Powell movies, though. And even if the dialogue seems stilted, it sure was said with savoir faire.
Hi lohwoman- I’m sorry, I’ve confused the issue.
Mark VII is indeed Jack Webb’s production company. I’m told that those are Jack Webb’s actual hands holding the mallet and striking the mold as well.
The version I posted is not the original version is all I meant to say. The original is in black and white. The color version is from around 1966 or 1967, I believe.
One of the nicest compliments anyone ever paid me is calling me the “William Powell of the Internet.” My sixth grade son and I watch Thin Man movies all the time.
William Powell is someone I would hope to encounter in heaven so I can tell him that I became a huge fan of his work 70 years after he did it. It’s hard to believe that he was also a star in silent films, isn’t it? My husband can lust after Myrna Loy (“She even looks good in waders”) while I sigh over Bill.