On May 22, 1992 I was getting ready to graduate high school, spend a few months working at a factory, and then head off to Illinois State University. Other than a few months here and there, it also marked my final months of living in the only town I'd ever called "home."
Eyes on the future, I didn't really pay to much attention to end of the Carson era of late night television. Late nights were for either being out running around or sleeping. I hadn't been that interested in television for a couple of years.
Did I miss anything? Well, nothing I'd trade for what I did experience.
Still, I hear Johnny's voice in my head time to time. If you mention late night television, I don't think of Leno. I only secondly think of Leno. The first face to come to mind is Johnny Carson.
Eyes on the future, I didn't really pay to much attention to end of the Carson era of late night television. Late nights were for either being out running around or sleeping. I hadn't been that interested in television for a couple of years.
Did I miss anything? Well, nothing I'd trade for what I did experience.
Still, I hear Johnny's voice in my head time to time. If you mention late night television, I don't think of Leno. I only secondly think of Leno. The first face to come to mind is Johnny Carson.
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