This weren’t no kids’ show

I’ve told this story a million times before, but on Star Trek’s 50th anniversary I’m going to tell it again. Fifty years ago today — well, tonight — I was downstairs in the TV department of G.C. Murphy at Town & Country Plaza in Pensacola, Fla., watching the first episode of a television series that I had been eagerly anticipating for months. My mother was off somewhere in the store, buying school supplies and clothes. (And no, I don’t know why we were school-shopping on a Thursday night.) Continue reading “This weren’t no kids’ show”