I kind of remember that there was some kind of a program on television, @Don Alaska ; but i have never been a television person, and prefer quiet and reading books, so I never actually saw the TV show. I just remember Perry Como singing the song, and always loved the song , as well as Western Washington. I lived south of Seattle, near the tiny village of Mossyrock, which is on Hwy. 12 about halfway between Seattle and Portland, and was in the foothills of Mt. Saint Helens. I think that because the skies were often so dreary that it made the sky seem spectacularly BLUE when we did have that wonderful sunny day.