Whether it’s for a
neighbor, a teacher, a kid in your class, or someone in TV or the movies or in
music, we all have these “puppy” crushes that usually don’t last very long, and
are bypassed when we learn more about what love is as we get older.
One of my crushes during my
childhood was Angela Cartwright, who just happened to turn 60 years old a month ago today.
Cartwright was a cute,
talented kid, and her sister, Veronica was also cute, but in an episode of “Leave
It To Beaver,” she gave the Beav his first kiss, so she was taken already.
Angela was not.
She came to national
prominence as one of Danny Thomas’ children on “Make Room For Daddy,” the first
show in my memory where the kids weren’t just precocious, they also had big
mouths.
Later, she was the younger
daughter on “Lost in Space,” one of my favorite TV shows as a kid.
She started to fill out a
little then, and, as I was also getting older, I kind of look at it as if we were
growing up together.
In between, she was one of
the Trapp children in “The Sound of Music,” and along with Julie Andrews, she
was the only actor I knew about at the time from that film, so I, again, became
enamored of her.
And later, on shows like “Room 222,” she was one of the high school students, and by this time, I was
older, and I still thought she was cute.
I guess I was drawn to her
because she was on TV, on her shows, just about every day of the week as I was growing up.
She was around my age—or so
I thought, now that I know that she is actually five years older than me—and she had
those expressive eyes, which even captured me when I was a little kid.
As I said earlier, puppy
love usually doesn’t last that long, and once I didn’t see her on TV much
anymore, I found others to pin my hopes on.
But Angela Cartwright might
have been the first for me—and probably millions of other guys around my age.
So happy belated birthday, Angela.
You are a part of my childhood that I won’t soon forget.
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