Stevel

It always felt like the Pat Morrow Show.

I head a schoolmate named Michael Shea. No one liked him.not sure why.

I had seen the edited version on TV before reading the novel. That mobile with the obvious finger prints... Then one summer, planting my own trees, with no TV I read VOTD, Helter Skelter, and Peyton Place. 1975 I think.. Much more entertaining than the movie.

I could have accepted, to some degree, every Alice recast except for Wesley Ann Pafenning. Reminds me of a Golden Girls episode with Mr PaFeiffer talking about the neighbor's PaFuneral. She was just bad. With an annoying voice. I believe she was a Rauch honey. I even liked Vana Tribbey - more than "STEVEN!" Linda Borgeson who did HOOD orange juice commercials in the Northeast. It gave me a new appreciation of Susan Harney. She worked well as a member of the Matthews family. But there was only one real Alice.

I can't remember the duration of her tenure but she was a good fit with the group of friends that included Felicia, Cass and whoever he was with, and Wally. Maybe the one thing AW did well thenwas a ragtag group of friends.

Agree Tishy. Olive as the town b%$÷@ had so many possibilities. Especially living in that crazy house John Randolph built for her. And poor John didn't need to die. Kill Dan Shearer instead. I liked how Liz was softened but was still a force of meddlesome family/friends presence. There was a much later scene when Mac calls her out about her gossiping and poor old lonely Liz explains how she has no one but her relatives and her job. Of course Mac, everyone's father figure, gives her a pat on the head.

OLIVE! I was in my teens watching the John/Olive relationship. We'd smoke some "pot" and watch AW. The denouement of that relationship came as no surprise, with Olive, a great B word character, wiping her face of John Randolph's slobbery kisses. Pat had been so genteel and introspective in in comparison. When we saw poor John, accidentally, shoot Evan Webster, and listened to Olive freak out over the ending credits we turned to stone. I was all set to laugh at John saying OLIVE! like Popeye. But the whole thing was scary and creepy, and the background music was like nothing I had ever heard.

Thank you for informing me, and perhaps the rest of us, of the Chevron doctrine. I looked it up. The roots are deep. I would have thought losing Roe would have had more impact. Or we aren't being informed of the impact. I have American citizenship but also Canadian and I live in Quebec. We have had our own share of political turmoil that has occupied my attention over the years, decades. Quiet now. Please feel free to correct and inform me. You know your stuff. Thanks

Love your take Vetsoapfan. Lisa was the first enduring one I remember. As a youngster I remember her antics driving adult conversation for hours after her appearances. The Edge of Night was another show that initiated conversation and I watched more of it once I started school. If I ran I could make it home in time. Its bad girls never lasted long in those days.

I appreciate your response and your questions. Mostly I am afraid that younger generations are unwilling to fight for democracy the way we did. It's unfair on my part but as a senior citizen with physical limitations I can't do it anymore. Neither can my contemporaries. I wish I was as optimistic about the midterms as you are. I will try to be. I feel encouraged by the responses on this thread. The wllingness to fight it. ... and by Kimmel's return Moreso by Sinclair backing down, the fight works.

So cool. I once met Jean Leclerc. He was more interested in my late partner, also an actor then doing video games, than my gushing over his soap career.

I worry about a coup d'état. I worry the midterms will be compromised. I hope I am wrong. But what do we do if they are?

Supercouple, endgame,etc. All those terms deserve the derision they receive. But Alice and Steve were the first true supercouple to me before the term existed. Of course they couldn't have been without horrid Rachel as the obstacle. And she was truly horrid. She wasn't a murderous psychopath or an evil billionare genius. Just a damaged, sad person with issues and misplaced priorities, who acted out.

She was no Nicholas

Thanks Tishy. The music I remember sounded like a more violent version of the little sound on the game show Musical Chairs, when losing characters were devoured by the wall.