This is an excursion into the very depths of my childhood; my grandparents had a TV very much like the one seen here, and since my parents’ funds didn’t stretch to colour television until the early 1970s, we trooped over there to watch the successes of the Apollo program which constitute some of my earliest memories.
I wasn’t allowed to work the remote, except as a special treat, when I would get to turn the set on or off. From as much as ten feet away. Magic indeed!
Although… I also had to sit at least that far from it, for fear of the radiation.