My mother always tells me I had strange taste in TV shows growing up. I guess my favorite show was the “Fonzie” show (Happy Days). I would cry every time Fonzie would go off the air. It cried for Fonzie so much that my mom cut out his photo from the TV guide and glued it to a cardboard. I’d start to cry, they’d show me my picture of Fonzie and I’d stop crying.
I also loved The Rockford Files. This my mom says she never understood. I don’t understand it either. Wonder Woman was another favorite. I’d wear my Wonder Woman underoos with my boots (red knee high socks) and I’d watch it in my little itty bitty rocking chair. My grandmother’s backyard was like a tropical island, I’d play Wonder Woman back there. I’d also watch Dallas Friday nights with my mom and dad.
As a teen, my favorite show was Friends. Enough said.
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