Turu-tururururuturuuuuu … Turu-tururururuturuuuuuu
As soon as I heard it, I knew.
The Master of Suspense.
“Good evening …”
As a teenager I spent my Sunday afternoons hearing those words as I watched re-runs of his show.
He scared the crap out of me.
He made me afraid of birds … you know … whenever there was more than four in a group.
He maximized my anxiety and fear.
He never disappointed.
He was The Master of Suspense.
The most famous silhouette ever.