July 31, 1949, the Bridgeport Sunday Herald:

Little did they know.
I watched Ozzie and Harriet as a very young child, but I didn't like it. Even at that age, I sensed that nothing was actually happening on the show, nothing of note, anyway. Ozzie was always just there, not particularly amusing, obsessed with Tutti-Fruitti ice cream. Harriet was just there, too. David and Ricky were sullen teens. It wasn't frenetic like Lucy, or peppered with catchphrases and witty asides like Dobie Gillis. It didn't have a Barney Fife or a Buddy and Sally or even a Mel Cooley. It just sat there, dusty and slow.
In retrospect, I was... right, I'd say. Never liked it much, and time hasn't changed that.
This article wasn't about the very beginning of the show; that was a few years earlier, and it had runs on NBC and CBS radio. This was for the start of the radio version's final few years on ABC. The TV show started in 1952, and the rest you know.
Enjoy the ennui:
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