I was a Lost in Space baby ... I was born at the right age to just be old enough to be able to watch (and comprehend) TV when LiS aired. When I was older (old enough to play with the other neighborhood kids) we would tell time in the afternoon by when certain syndicated shows would air ("I'll see you after Lost in Space but before Gilligan.").
All of this reminds me of my latest LiS experience:
About 7 or so years ago I was teaching at Urbana University. When Americans hear that, they think "University of Illinois - Urbana-Champaign," a huge research school. But no. UU was a dirt broke liberal arts college in Urbana, Ohio. It was also a Swedenborgian
It was dirt broke. My office was in a dilapidated trailer parked out behind the parking lot. They literally would run out of money for chalk!
The library was a joke; it had no modern psychology journals expect for one (and I shudder to call it a psychology journal), The Journal of the American Society for Psychical Research (Swedenborgianins are in to psychic phenomena).
So, broke college. No resources. Right? So they should spend there money on important things, right?
However, one day I was in the video section of the library looking for a video I wanted to play for my class and what did I run across? Copies of the entire run of Lost in Space.