Fall of 1993...
I had just been broken up with my first boyfriend for about one month. He was my first love and I don't bounce back so easily, anyway. This was around september/October of 1993, and Nick at Nite was having this 72 hour "Mary-thon". Well, I'd never seen "Mary Tyler Moore" before, so being the constructive masochist that I am, I thought I would just sit down and watch the show and just sort of forget myself for a while. I kind of never looked back. Never before or since has there been, IMO, a group of more likable and lovable and colorfully semi-realistic characters. And Mary Richards was just the best of the best. I know it was groundbreaking in 1970 (same year I was born) for its feminist issues, but I think the show went so much deeper than that. The show was absolutely brilliant in how subtly it straddled the fine line between cynicism and warmth, with a huge heart always winning in the end.
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