
In the 70s: Roots (I cried when it was over. I was 5.)
In the 80s: M*A*S*H (Reruns after the news. Every single night.)
In the 90s: The X-Files (But he was humoring me and tried not to snore.)
In the last few months: House, M.D. We loved this show. I borrowed the first few seasons from my friend so I'd have something to watch when newborn Gavin was up in the middle of the night. Dad would watch it with me, even in the middle of the night sometimes. My Dad was Dr. House on his last Halloween.





