The ABC stations were on the high end of the dial (Ch. 9 from Chattanooga, Ch. 11 from Atlanta), and reception was poor here in the southern Appalachians. However, I did enjoy watching AB when visiting other people. I was just turning 12 in August 1957.

'45 was a 'good' year, eh?

Had AB in NY, city and suburbs.

My cousin, two years younger than I, made a pact with me that when we got old enough, we'd live in New York City. She made it; moved there right after college. I never did, but I do usually spend Christmas with her and her family.

Grew up there, was either the City or suburb 'til college; didn't return thereafter. My cousin too lived there, 10 years older than I.

Dad was also born in NYC, and fortunately returned from his 'station' sometime in '45 (I think.) Lucky guy, was stationed in Hawaii! (AFTER Pearl.)

By the 60’s it wasn’t on weekday afternoons anymore, but moved to Saturday around noon (at least on the West Coast, where I watched it after Saturday morning cartoons).

of the "regulars", you had to stand outside and wait until a guy would come outside and choose those that could go in. On the few occasions that I got in line, I did get to attend. As we wore uniforms in Catholic school and the nuns forbid us to go to Bandstand in uniform, we had to alter our appearance with crew neck sweaters and collars tucked in. Yikes! Actually, that made it more fun!

in Cape May until 2020. Unfortunately, we had to sell due to my husband's illness and his passing

Different world.

I only made it into the Mike Douglas show. Lol.

Rushed home every day to watch Kenny and Arlene's romance! Fun and innocent times.