I was eleven or so when I saw “Twenty-Two”. What made it spooky was that it was videotape and what you saw appeared live but wasn’t. The plane exploding on takeoff was horrific. And to this day I wonder where that nurse/stewardess got those exotic Central Asian features.
But my favorite episode is “A Piano in the House” where an arrogant theater critic buys a player piano for his beautiful young wife. Each piano roll when played affects those near the piano differently. Eventually it backfires on the critic (the actor, BTW, will soon celebrate his 100th birthday. The actress succumbed to cancer at 49).
Funny...I watched TV as a child in the 60’s...Black and white....I can remember the shows...but I can’t remember what they looked like on TV compared to today.