Well said. Pre-cable generations share the common bond of Saturday Morning TV across racial, class and geographic boundaries.
We woke up early despite no school and stayed inside - even on sunny days- 'til the last Sid N Marty Krofft show of the day, what, about noon:30? to gorge on cartoons or weird live action crap. Eating cereal.
It was bliss. . . at least in my memory. . .
NO WAY would i let a kid of mine live like that now!!!
