I always look forward to September. Sure, we may be bullied by a hurricane or two, but it’s also the start of a brand-new TV season. For me that means the return of Killing Eve, Dr. Who and the recently resurrected Magnum P.I. of 1980s fame.
I’m sure you recall the mustached Tom Selleck playing the role of
Thomas Magnum, a dashing ex-Navy SEAL turned private eye, who had
the enviable job of living
on a extravagant estate in
Hawaii and working, well,
whenever he felt like it.
He also had unlimited use
of the owner’s red Ferrari
and seemed to always be
surrounded by a myriad of
In the reboot, the
protagonist is portrayed by
Jay Hernandez, a film and
TV actor who will have a pretty big pair of tennis shoes to fill. No matter how talented this young, 40-year-old actor is, Tom will always be The Man. At least in my mind.
You see, we share the same birthdate.
On January 29, 1945, (put away your calculator) Tom was born at 8:22
a.m. Seven hours later, at 3:38 p.m., I took my first breath. Since he’s older,
I’d like to think he’s aging faster than me.
Interestingly, I was actually known as Magnum – for a short time. During
one of our last trips to the UK, we traveled extensively through northern
England and along the southern coast of Scotland with our Yorkshire friends,
staying for a while in a Scottish village.
I walked into town early each morning to purchase two items at the local
pharmacy: a copy of the daily newspaper, The Sun, famed for its Page 3 Girls,
and a Magnum ice cream bar on a stick.
By the third day, I was greeted with a shout of “Magnum’s here!” and
every day thereafter whenever I entered the store.
“Tom Selleck and I were born on the same day,” I would beam.
Though the Magnum moniker has faded away, I still try to rock the look
by occasionally wearing an open-buttoned Aloha shirt.
I think I’ll spend the day in search of a Ferrari 308 GTB/GTS and really
play up the role. Or maybe just buy myself a Magnum ice cream bar.