I can’t stop thinking about Edith Bunker lately. She was always so well-meaning, eager to please, but everybody in that family treated her shabbily. Always willing to put on the coffee, bake some kind of dessert, or smooth over ruffled feathers. Remember that time that Joe Jackson came over to the Bunker house with his wife? Edith came scurrying over to take their coats and she was met with cold stares while Archie went on about something that Nixon did and comparing him to FDR. Then work-shy Meathead put in his two cents and said something utterly stupid about how we need to increase welfare for non-working people. His ignorant wife Sally put on her usual pout and then started crying when she didn’t get her way. But through it all, Edith remained cheerful and always helpful. Always helpful. She was the only person on that show who I really liked.
Holy Smokes! This is quite the thread resurrection.