Pillow Talk: How to Solve a Problem Like Oprah Winfrey?

by Sarah Hepola

First there was Phil Donahue, with his silver hair and clunky glasses, kinda dad-hot. Then one day — about mid-way through the Eighties, in the afternoon time slot where Donahue had always been — stood a woman named Oprah. Who was she? What was she doing here? The world was changing before our eyes, and we just sat there eating Ritz crackers.

Nearly 40 years later: We have thoughts.