As a ten-year-old TV junkie during television's golden age, this show was one of my favorites. It was fun to try and solve the puzzles before either my parents or the contestants could. Sometimes, I actually succeeded. I can even remember the theme music (played by and organist on the daytime version, and a full orchestra on the night-time version). Genial host Jack Narz was a true professional -- a pleasant alternative to the boorish Jack Barry of "Twenty-One" and "Tic-Tac-Dough". But my favorite memory of the night-time version was when they rolled out that big '58 Lincoln convertible on stage for the weekly drawing of postcards sent in by home viewers. "Send in a postcard and you could win it". I sent in five every week, keeping my fingers crossed that one week, I might be the lucky winner. Of course, I never was. Then came that fateful evening when, expecting to see "Dotto", an announcer proclaims "Dotto, usually seen at this time, will never be seen again. In its place will be 'The Colgate Theater'". The show had been hastily pulled and replaced by a temporary series of failed pilots. I was crushed. My hopes of winning that big Lincoln were gone forever.