As I was growing up in the 50's in a large family my parents unabashedly referred to the TV set as the "electronic babysitter" and made liberal use of it. Our TV set was made of blonde wood and had skinny spindly legs. I loved it dearly. Many happy hours were spent in its enticing glow. The first thing I ever remember seeing on it was Gerald McBoing Boing At 3 years of age I recall how intensely sad it was when Gerald was alone in the swirling snow.