The waterworks are partly due the nostalgia factor. Our dinner hour was just as Peggy described. The TV was about four feet from the kitchen table, where our family of six shared most of our meals. We often had dinner later than most families, around 7 or 7:30, as Mom hurried to finish cooking the meal, while they watched Walter Cronkite first. My dad, fresh…
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