But I agree with the sentiments in this picture.
Andy Griffith was not just funny, it was hilarious. It was not just family-friendly, it was squeaky-clean (well, except for the moonshiners!). I am still convinced it was the best show that has ever graced the small screen (well, the black and white episodes before Barney left). The first season’s Christmas episode is unquestioned brilliance.
I remember an episode where a hard-driving businessman breaks down and can’t get a part for his car. He is frustrated with Mayberry and its small-town ways. On Sunday afternoon, Andy and Barney did their little routine – sitting on the porch strumming a guitar. This nearly blew the man’s mind. But eventually, he grew to love the slow pace.
What a metaphor for our modern world.
I know there are a lot of you young-whippersnapper types out there. But when us old folks talk about how good the good-old-days were, you should watch Andy Griffith before you completely write us off!
RIP, Andy.
