The first television show I remember having to leap off the school bus and run home to watch was Dark Shadows. My sister and I would fly down the road and to our house to catch the show. It was usually already on. She love Barnabas and wanted to be Angelique. I adored Quentin and wanted to be Daphe. It’s funny to look back on that as my sister is blonde and I’m a brunette and the woman we each wanted to be was typical of our type.

I have season one on DVD now and am shocked at how cheesy the show was. But dang, it was great gothic fun for two young girls.