Last week I mentioned Leonard Nimoy’s old show from the 70s called IN SEARCH OF…
I remember the show being on Saturday evenings and it focused on the strange and unusual in a documentary style format with interviews with witness and occasionally actors playing certain parts— it was a fun and interesting show and as a kid I loved it. Nimoy was the perfect narrator for it.
Growing up in the 70s the things I remember most are THE SIX MILLION DOLLAR MAN with Lee Majors, EVEL KNIEVEL and whatever his latest daredevil feat being performed on Wide World of Sports and BIGFOOT. Bigfoot was everywhere. There was an episode of The Six Million Dollar Man where Lee Majors meets Bigfoot— that’s how big he was. He was so big I’m surprised Evel Knievel never jumped over him.
The craze was birthed after two cowboys shot what was considered the only “real” footage of a Bigfoot and it’s since become known as the Patterson Film.
Over the years it’s been debated as to whether this footage is legit or not. The guy who filmed it died just a few years after. The other guy with him maintains to this day that it was real, but you have to keep in mind he also tours Bigfoot conventions as a guest speaker, so there’s that. A guy made a deathbed confession a few years ago that he was wearing the suit in the film, and a Hollywood Makeup Man came forward and said he sold the suit to Patterson but he had no records to back any of it up.
Personally I think it’s fake because I don’t believe in Bigfoot. I think if there were some 7-8 foot ape like creatures roaming the Earth one of them would have been nominated by one of the major political parties for the presidency since we now elect uber popular city planners and reality stars as president, but that’s another post.
I also think we would have found something, bones, a body, more footage since 1968 especially since everyone carries a camera with them nowadays in the form of their phones. I just don’t buy it. But I can understand why people want to believe, they want to have the mystery of the unknown.
A few years ago I learned that there was a Bigfoot hunting team right here in Central Mass— actually out of Milford, and they had discovered a “Bigfoot Camp” just off Rt 495. They knew it was a Bigfoot camp because Bigfoot are notorious for making campsites, drinking beer and eating candy bars. What else could it have been?
I don’t know when Bigfoot fell out of favor with the American Public (and yes I know there are actually reading that and shouting that I’m wrong— he’s bigger than ever), but I do know when it happened to me.
I’ll get into that tomorrow.