Forty-nine years ago this month, at a small public television station in Pittsburgh, a minister and puppeteer began recording what television executives (possibly apocryphally) at the time reportedly said was “the worst idea for a children’s television show ever.”
Kids’ TV in 1967 was far less frenetic that it is today, but bright colors, loud noises and general silliness were still, more or less, the order of the day.