I can remember the next-door neighbors had a TV with a small screen
like this but it was in a standup console.
The housewife would tell me if I was a good boy all day that I
could watch Howdy Doody that afternoon.
I loved that show, so I was on my best behavior to get to see that
show.
Then the sadistic bitch would send me home right when she turned the TV on for the show.
