Dad took me with him to the Texas State Fair in Dallas for the very first time.
He was always looking for new foods to try out for his restaurant. He let me be his taste tester.
We went inside a big tent where there was a long row of televisions, and a huge crowd lined up in front of them watching the World Series.
The grass was green. The sky was blue. The ballplayers’ faces were pink. It was astonishing! I wanted to stay and watch all afternoon, but Dad wouldn’t let me.
We’d only just gotten our own TV at home, but it was nothing like THIS! Ours only showed things in dull shades of gray.
One of our neighbors had a plastic sheet you could stick to the screen, with a band of sky blue at the top, flesh pink in the middle and grass green on the bottom.
If you were watching just the right outdoor scene it could make your TV look like it was color. Mom and Dad said it was a waste of money.
Now even my favorite shows seemed dull.
Why couldn’t we have a TV that was as colorful as the comic books I loved? Because there were hardly any shows in color yet, Dad said, and anyway, the TVs were way too expensive.
What if I stopped buying comic books and saved all my allowance every week?
Then one day one of Mom’s favorite shows announced that it was going to broadcast something in color!
I convinced myself that we would be able to see it on our set. No, Mom said, we’d need to have a color TV. But I was certain she was wrong. Okay, Mom said, watch and see for yourself.
Mom was right.
I turned the TV off and found something colorful to read.