I saw on television the other day that a fellow named Howard Morris had passed away. His name sounded familiar but I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. A few minutes later, a scroll came across the bottom of the screen and this time I knew I had heard the name before but I couldn’t figure out where. It was driving me over the edge. Then, I remembered. What got me wasn’t that I didn’t recognize his name, but how in the world could I have forgotten it. He was almost as much a part of my childhood as...