I watched the very first episode in 1966, and I was captivated by the pretty, and yes, gutsy, Vicki and her hopes of finding out who her parents were. I thought Roger droll and evil, Liz regal and lonely, Carolyn silly and fun, Joe stalwart and sweet, and David homicidal and bright. There was something about every main character that struck a chord with me.
Of course, when Barnabas was released from his coffin, I was completely, irreovocably hooked. The man did something to me that I can't explain completely, even to this day, but I couldn't wait to come home and see him every day, and an episode that didn't feature him, I was usually disappointed.
Love, Robin