It's one more than the Meaning of Life, the Universe and Everything.
And it means, I remember television not just before cable, but before remote control.
I remember Howard Cossell on Monday Night Football and the first Star Trek series and Vinny Barbarino.
I remember when the Cubs played every home game in daylight.
I remember the Vietnam war as the confusing thing that my son may remember the Iraq War as (should it, god forbid, continue much longer).
I remember when you got on an airplane and were treated like a king.
I remember having a Sting Ray bike with a banana seat and one speed: Yours.
I remember not just CDs, but albums and mix tapes and 8 track tapes.
I remember when Secretariat was the greatest Athlete on the planet.
I also remember the World Trade Towers - I lived for two months in the summer of 1983 in what was then the Vista Hotel between One and Two.
I remember when CBGB's was not only open, but was still a place where music lived (the last years are the years I like to call the "museum years).
I remember reading REMAINS OF THE DAY in its first printing.
I remember seeing Star Wars during its first run at the Eden.
I remember Burt Wieman, your TV-Ford man.
And I remember a lot more - only I also remember that nobody really cares about old men who remember.
Released today, 3 years after I was born.