For quite a few years during the early-1980s, I didn’t own a TV. That was the heyday of really bad sitcoms about children (“Webster,” “Punky Brewster,” “Head of the Class,” “Charles in Charge,” “Full House,” “Gimme a Break,” “Saved by the Bell,” “Silver Spoons,” “Growing Pains,” “Diff’rent Strokes,” and the list goes on and on). I can honestly say that I never watched a single minute of any of those shows, and my life certainly wasn’t diminished for that. I was too busy being a socially-active young lady with lots of hobbies and interests.
After the VCR had become really popular, I decided to break down and buy a TV and VHS machine. Videotape gave people the amazing ability to see television’s quality shows, but on one’s own schedule and without sacrificing real life.