Hey-Hey-Hey...

We all remember Fat Albert And The Cosby Kids.  I specially, do remember how hard it was for us to get it piped into my home.  You see, Puerto Rican T.V. SUX. Specially in the days before Cable.  Unless of course you were lucky enough to live along the Eastern Coast of the Island.  Then you were able to get snowy reception from Charlotte Amalie's Channel 10.  Saint Croix Virgin Island's CBS affiliate.  Well my father being an electrical engineer, didn't let himself get defeated by this little problem.  On the roof of our home in San Juan (a mere 45 miles west from the East Coast), he put one of them super-charged T.V. antennas, which in turn sat on a 90-foot pole on top of our house.  He then rigged the whole contraption on a Rotational Signal Finder, and in turn, he boosted the signal with a high-powered signal amplifier.

The result: a snowy but passable reception of English speaking CBS into our Sylvania T.V. set.  I did enjoy Sonny and Cher, Donny and Marie, and of course Fat Albert on Saturday morning.  Sadly all came to a halt when mean David blew my father's contraption into our neighbor's property, one September day back in 1979.

But back to Fat Albert and his friends...



There was something about Dumb Donald; he was always up to no good.



With that Politically Incorrect name I guess that he was forced into exile, to a place out of reach from the P.C. Police.  Well, he has just resurfaced.  Here he is up to his old tricks again.  Now on the driver's seat causing trouble again down in Côte d'Ivoire.



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