Shocked?     No.

         Disappointed?    Yeah.

         The front page of the "New York Post" is splattered with the news: "Marcia Brady Traded Sex For Cocaine".    

         Marcia, Marcia, Marcia.

         I guess no one should be surprised that the now 52 year old actress, Maureen McCormick, was nothing like her television alter ego of the 60's and 70's.      The list of child stars from our past who somehow got hooked up with some manner of addiction or dis-function is long and somewhat sad.      Some turned it around.     Others didn't.

        In my KTI days, my partner Bob Reitman and I had the chance to be extras for one of those crappy "Brady" made-for-TV movies in the late 80's or early 90's.      The whole cast was reunited for the particular show we were doing--all, that is, except Maureen who we were told was off pursuing other ventures.       Somehow, she never seemed to turn up anywhere else in show biz--not on t-v, not on Broadway.    

      She did come to Milwaukee a few years later, ending up in our KTI studio.     She didn't have a new media project to tout.      Maureen had come to town to pitch the virtues of birth control for a medical concern that was using her as their mouthpiece.      She stayed pretty much on message, as I recall, talking a lot about what she was being paid to tout and just a little about what our listeners REALLY wanted to hear--that being the details about her "Brady" days.

      Maureen chose to save that for her book, which is now out just in time for the holidays.     Dibs and dabs of her tawdry past spilled out in recent years, mostly during her appearances on a variety of cable reality shows      

      There is no understating how big a deal Maureen's Marcia was on my generation of junior-high aged males  who spent many a Friday night waiting to see Marcia on the Brady family stairs.       It didn't matter that Davy Jones of "The Monkees" and Joe Namath of New York Jets fame got quality t-v time with her.       She was our fantasy.      The girls our age had David Cassidy of "Patridge Family" fame, conveniently on those same Friday nights.      We had Marcia, Marcia, Marcia.

       I don't want to think about her doing skeevy things for drugs.      Hangin' at the Playboy Mansion.     Going to Sammy Davis Jr.'s house, where nothing good seemed to happen in the legendary entertainer's later years.

       Maureen McCormick may be like the rest of us--52, with some tough years on the ol' odometer and a few skeletons in the proverbial closet.      But to a lot of guys like me, she's forever in high school still driving her sister Jan nuts and the fantasy prom date for a lot of men my age who never grew up.