Bozo's Circus is on the air! Those words were like magic to little children in the 60's and 70's. At least here in the Chicago area. Children would run to the television at noon to watch Bozo and his terrific friends. For one short hour there would be no fighting, no yelling, no complaining, just children sitting in front of the television mesmerized by the colorful characters, games, and cartoons.When I was in the third grade our entire class went on a "field trip" to Bozo Circus. I am not sure what educational benefit we were going to acquire from such a field trip but I do remember it was fun. Who could forget Bozo, Mr. Ned the Ringmaster, Oliver O Oliver, and Cooky the cook? Bozo would yell out "Whose Your Favorite Clown?", well heck, everyone knew that answer...Bozo of course!
It was exciting sitting on those wooden bleachers being right there in PERSON at the Bozo Circus show, plus we were on TELEVISION. Holy smokes! We had to keep a smile on our face and pay attention, no day dreaming for this hour. No squirming, pushing, or poking, behave! Before we knew it, it was time to play the GRAND PRIZE GAME. Remember the arrows that would move around the audience and randomly pick a special boy and girl to play the game? I didn't get picked, but one of the students from my school got picked. Yep, he has bragging rights, he played the GRAND PRIZE GAME. Guess what, he won too! He won a brand new bicycle, how cool was that? You know he was the "man" for a long time after that at school, his popularity rose about 110%. I always wondered how he got that bicycle home, it didn't go back to school on the bus with us.
Due to a little computer problem (on the operator, not the PC) this is being posted late. It should have been a Monday Memory...thanks for reading!
