'Ginger or Mary Ann's' was no doubt the most debated subject of boys in the late sixties on into the seventies and even eighties. Which one you chose was a glance into not only your sexual preferences but your psyche as well. Ginger, tall and sultry quite capable of using her sexual prowess to gain whatever she desired. Whereas Mary Ann was modest with a charming, smile yet cute enough to turn heads. Ginger was the girl you took to Vegas but Mary Ann was the girl you took home to meet your mother.
When my uncle died, it became my chore to clean out his house. As with most older folks, it was full of mementos priceless to him but mostly junk to everyone else. While going through drawers full of papers I came across a diary hand written by my uncle. I just flipped through it ready to add it to the junk pile when I notice an entry named,
"My evening with Ginger and Mary Ann." Since this was not written for the public, yet I feel it is important enough for the people to see I am publishing this anonymous. To be able to do this I cannot say what my uncle had to do with the 'Gilligan's Island' TV show that stemmed this great debate. Furthermore, without proof, I am claiming this to be a piece of satire but I believe it to be true. Here in my uncle's words is what he claimed happened on that fateful night in September of 1967.
The show being canceled was not a surprise to anyone we all saw the ratings and yet it was the disappointment of our group no longer being together that made us all sad. Sherwood said we should go out with bang and threw us a big party. As with most wrap parties we all drank too much and things got a little wild. In the end, it was with tears we said our goodbyes and I headed home. I was almost there when I noticed I'd left my wallet back on the set. I told the driver to turn around and we went back to get it.