I just caught an AOL headline saying that the FBI's 10 Most Wanted List is now 60 years old.
Wow, it's one of those things I thought had been around forever, like the Post Office. I don't remember a time when there was no list; although. I don't remember a time when the Olean Post Office actually hung those pictures up, either.
But, I do remember really, really well (from one of the more disturbing aspects of my childhood) that one denizen of the list was featured each Sunday night after the TV show "The FBI," with Efrem Zimbalist Jr.
(For the youngsters among you, he was handsome in the 1950s and '60s the way his daughter, Stephanie's, Remington Steele costar, Pierce Brosnan, was in the '80s, 90s, 00s and probably always will be.)
It's hard to say when I realized that there really weren't just 10 people on that list; but, I'm willing to bet that it was long before I started hearing people talk about how much of what we were taught in religion was just stories to make a point.
I don't know about you, but I could accept that Santa, the Tooth Fairy and the Easter Bunny weren't real. I got it. But, the church stuff just kind of annoys me. Whoosh ... there goes that rug under your feet.
Anyway, back to that list. The only name or face I remember from all those scary Sundays is that of Angela Davis. I do remember the sense of relief whenever they announced they'd caught one of the ... um ... well, however many there were, if there was really a list and all ...
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