The year 1950, when I had reached the awesome age of three, was quite a year for our family:
a) We moved from Greenwich, Ohio to Grafton, Ohio .
b) Our family grew with the birth of my sister.
c) We got a brand spankin' new 1950 Plymouth.
d) We got a television with the biggest screen available -- about 12 inches (guessing here).
And again I'm guessing that Dad got a healthy raise in pay when he changed railroads for my frugal parents to buy a new car and a TV. I didn't like the last because it meant that little Kay had to be quiet and sit still. Neither was my most stellar attribute. And I've never really learned to be quiet. LOL
Eventually, I started watching television and mostly found it boring but eventually found some to my liking. I liked cowboys a lot. My favorite was The Cisco Kid. For some reason he and Pancho caught my imagination and attention and sometimes I wonder if somehow it spawned my later interest in the Spanish language and Hispanic culture. This this the last segment of five in one the of episodes. I chose it because it had their signature ending which y'all may recall -- I hope.
Another thing that caught my attention on television was the commercials. This was a favorite of mine from 1952 and if y'all are like me, you'll sing along as if it were yesterday!!!! Unless, of course, you weren't born yet!!!!