The Beverly Hillbillies has always been one of my favorite shows, and it’s easy to see why. No sex, no foul language, no politics — just pure, feel-good comedy.
Take the hilarious episode where Granny mistakes a kangaroo for a giant jackrabbit. It perfectly captures the charm and simplicity that made The Beverly Hillbillies so beloved.
Did you know that this particular episode set a record as the most-watched half-hour sitcom of its time? But here’s the kicker — if you know where to look, there’s a glaring mistake the producers missed.
Slammed and hated by the critics. “Strained and unfunny”, according to New York Times. But to me, The Beverly Hillbillies is one of the greatest and funniest shows ever. This was back when TV was great to watch; good, old-fashioned family TV. Today’s comedies could learn a great deal from shows like this one.
From Buddy Ebsen’s laid-back charm to Irene Ryan’s feisty Granny, the show’s cast — including Max Baer Jr., Donna Douglas, Nancy Kulp, and Raymond Bailey — kept audiences laughing for years.
But even this classic sitcom had its share of goofs, and we’re here to reveal the funniest mistakes that made it onto the screen.
Ocean is on their left
In the opening scene, the Clampetts are cruising back home from Malibu, but there’s a funny little mix-up.
Malibu is west of Beverly Hills, so the ocean should be on the right if they’re heading east. Instead, it’s on their left — meaning they’re actually driving away from home.
Guess the Clampetts took the scenic route… or just got a little turned around.
The Boston Strong Girl
In season six’s episode ”The Rass’lin’ Clampetts,” Granny takes on the Boston Strong Girl and supposedly tosses her right out of the ring. But if you watch closely, you’ll see the Strong Girl giving herself a little jump to get over the ropes.
Here’s a fun twist: the Boston Strong Girl was actually played by Jerry Randall, who was a stuntman dressed in drag. And in true hillbilly style, the title’s ”Rass’lin” is just their way of saying ”wrestling.”
The missing fish
In the episode The Clampetts Go Fishing, Mr. Drysdale tries to spark the Clampetts’ interest in deep-sea fishing by sending them off to Marineland.
But here’s where things get fishy — literally! When Miss Hathaway and Mr. Drysdale pull up to the Clampett mansion, their car’s backseat is completely empty.
Yet, somehow, by the time they steps out of the car, a giant fish magically appears in the back!
Jane Hathaway’s first car
Throughout most of seasons one and two, the location shots for The Beverly Hillbillies show Jane Hathaway’s first car, a 1962 Plymouth convertible.
But if you look closely, you’ll notice a little TV magic at play. In some scenes, the shot suddenly jumps to a close-up of her arriving in a completely different car — a 1963 or 1964 Dodge.
It looks like Jane had a knack for spontaneous car upgrades.
The groundskeeper
During the closing credits of the season one Thanksgiving episode, Elly’s First Date (1962), an unexpected guest made a surprise cameo.
On the right side of the screen, a groundskeeper strolls into view, casually carrying a rake and sporting a white tank top. But then —oops!— he suddenly realizes he’s wandered straight into the shot.
With a look of sheer panic, he quickly changes course and bolts out of the frame, probably wishing he could rake that moment right off the screen.
Here’s a hilarious goof from the episode: During Jethro’s magic show, Mr. Drysdale tosses his hat to Jethro to use in an illusion. Naturally, Jethro ends up ruining the hat right off the bat.
Max Baer Jr. played his twin sister
Max Baer Jr played the role of Jethro Bodine, the son of Jed’s cousin, Pearl, a naive and borderline dim-witted man who showed off his great math skills with his multiplication classic “five gozinta five one times, five gozinta ten two times.”
But that wasn’t the only character he played on the show. In fact, Max Baer Jr. also portrayed Jethro’s twin sister Jethrine for 11 episodes during the first season.
Although Max Baer Jr. played Jethrine Bodine, he couldn’t do her voice.
As a result, he was dubbed. The one who actually said her lines was Linda Kaye Henning – daughter to the series’ creator, Paul Henning.
Mr. Drysdale’s magic hat
Here’s a hilarious goof from the episode ”The Great Jethro”: During Jethro’s magic show, Mr. Drysdale tosses his hat to Jethro to use in an illusion.
Naturally, Jethro ends up ruining the hat right off the bat.
But the real magic trick here isn’t part of the show — it’s a classic TV mistake! After Jethro does his damage, the camera cuts to Mr. Drysdale, and there he is, calmly holding his perfectly fine hat in his lap.
Then, as if by magic, the hat reappears on the magician’s stand in the next shot. Moments later, Mr. Drysdale is seen holding the ruined hat once again.
John Wayne got paid in bourbon
Even though John Wayne’s name doesn’t appear in the credits, many fans still remember his memorable cameo in the episode ”The Indians Are Coming.”
Interestingly, the only payment John Wayne requested for his guest appearance was a fifth of Jack Daniel’s bourbon. Let’s hope they paid him after his performance!
The Giant Jackrabbit
The iconic season-two episode ”The Giant Jackrabbit” achieved a remarkable milestone, becoming the most-watched telecast at the time of its airing, and it still holds the record for the most-watched half-hour episode of any sitcom.
At first glance, these astonishing ratings might seem puzzling. However, when you consider the context of the time, it all begins to make sense.
Early 1964 was a challenging period for America, following the tragic assassination of President Kennedy just six weeks earlier. The nation was in mourning, seeking solace and a respite from the harsh realities of life. In this environment, the lighthearted humor and quirky charm of The Beverly Hillbillies offered the perfect escape for viewers.
The blooper
But considering how many people have enjoyed watching Granny mistake a kangaroo for a jackrabbit, it’s surprising that many have missed a tiny goof in this episode. And honestly, it’s understandable — it really takes a keen eye to catch it.
So here it is: when the kangaroo first hops up to the Clampetts’ back door, a man’s foot — most likely that of the trainer — briefly appears in the lower left corner (at 09:02) of the screen. It’s a little detail that adds to the fun of this classic moment.
A nod to the casting genius
Since we’re diving into this legendary episode, let’s talk about the owner of “Beverly Caterers.” When Granny spots the escaped kangaroo and mistakenly believes it to be an oversized jackrabbit, it raises eyebrows and makes the others suspect she might have had a bit too much moonshine.
Meanwhile, the Clampetts face a struggle to get food from Beverly Caterers. Interestingly, the owner, Bill Tinsman, is named as a nod to William Tinsman, the casting director for The Beverly Hillbillies as well as other shows in the HenningVerse.
The creator was ashamed
Speaking of the creator of the series, Paul Henning, did you know that he was ashamed of the 1981 TV movie “The Return of the Beverly Hillbillies”?
10 years after the popular show ended, some of the characters in the Clampett family reunited in a television movie written and produced by Henning. But viewers and critics didn’t like it, as many thought that the series’ original spirit had been abandoned in the movie.
Paul admitted to sheer embarrassment when the finished product aired on the CBS network.
Different original title
Those who watched the pilot “The Clampetts Strike Oil” may have noticed that the show was then called “The Hillbillies of Beverly Hills.”
After the first episode, though, the original title was changed to “The Beverly Hillbillies”, which was a little easier to say and more catchy.
Sonny was 8 years younger than his mother
Hollywood has had its fair share of impossible mothers. For example, when Angela Lansbury starred in The Manchurian Candidate (1962), she was only two years older than Laurence Harvey, who played her son. And the list goes on and on – The Beverly Hillbillies was no exception.
Did you know that the actress who played Mrs. Drysdale was just eight years older then her on-screen son Sonny Drysdale, the spoiled rich step-son of Milburn Drysdale.
Why CBS axed the show
By the end of the 60’s, The Beverly Hillbillies struggled with ratings.
But it was still a very popular and successful show, so when CBS went out and announced the canceling of the show in 1971, many were shocked. The same thing happened to Paul Henning’s other hit, “Petticoat Junction”.
This was dubbed a “rural purge” and CBS took the lead by axing several popular shows. The change came when the networks and the advertisers decided to target a more cultured, metropolitan audience.
“CBS canceled everything with a tree — including Lassie,” actor Pat Buttram of Green Acres famously said.
Beverly Hillbillies – what a show with great actors and actresses!
As we wrap up our journey through the hilarious world of these characters, it’s clear that even the most beloved shows have their quirks and blunders.
From the kangaroo mix-up to the magical hat tricks gone awry, these little-known mistakes add an extra layer of charm to the series.
So next time you tune in, keep an eye out for the behind-the-scenes fun—you might just find a new reason to chuckle at these unforgettable characters!
Disabled Homeless Man Gave His Wheelchair to a Poor Boy Who Couldn’t Walk – 5 Years Later, the Boy Found Him to Repay His Kindness
A homeless, disabled flutist sacrifices his only lifeline — his wheelchair — for an 8-year-old boy who can’t walk, lying to hide his pain. Five years later, the boy returns, walking tall, with a gift that will change everything.
I was playing in my usual spot in the city square when I first met the boy. My fingers moved across the flute’s holes from muscle memory while my mind wandered, as it often did during my daily performances.
An older man in a wheelchair holding a flute | Source: Midjourney
Fifteen years of homelessness teaches you to find escape where you can, and music was the one thing that distracted me from the constant thrum of pain in my lower back and hips. I shut my eyes as I let the music carry me away to a different time and place.
I used to work in a factory. It was hard work, but I loved the busyness of it, the way your body settles into a rhythm that feels like dancing.
Then the pains started. I was in my mid-40s and initially put it down to age, but when I started struggling to do my job, I knew it was time to see a doctor.
A doctor reading information on a clipboard | Source: Pexels
“… chronic condition that will only worsen over time, I’m afraid,” the doctor told me. “Especially with the work you do. There’s medication you can take to manage the pain, but I’m afraid there’s no cure.”
I was stunned. I spoke to my boss the next day and begged him to move me to a different role in the factory.
“I could work in quality control or shipment checking,” I told him.
A factory worker speaking to his manager | Source: Midjourney
But my boss shook his head. “I’m sorry, you’re a good worker, but the company policy says we can’t hire someone for those roles without certification. The higher-ups would never approve it.”
I hung on to my job as long as possible, but eventually, they fired me for being unfit to perform my duties. The guys in the factory knew all about my condition by then and the pain it caused me.
On my last day on the job, they gave me a gift I’ve treasured every day since then: my wheelchair.
A person in a wheelchair | Source: Pexels
A child’s voice cut through my daydreaming, dragging me back to the present.
“Mama, listen! It’s so beautiful!”
I opened my eyes to see a small crowd had gathered, including a weary-looking woman holding a boy of about eight.
The boy’s eyes sparkled with wonder as he watched my fingers dance across the flute. His mother’s face was lined with exhaustion, but as she watched her son’s reaction, her expression softened.
A woman holding her son | Source: Midjourney
“Can we stay a little longer?” the boy asked, tugging at his mother’s worn jacket. “Please? I’ve never heard music like this before.”
She adjusted her grip on him, trying to hide her strain. “Just a few more minutes, Tommy. We need to get you to your appointment.”
“But Mama, look how his fingers move! It’s like magic.”
I lowered my flute and gestured to the boy. “Would you like to try playing it? I could teach you a simple tune.”
A homeless man in a wheelchair holding a flute | Source: Midjourney
Tommy’s face fell. “I can’t walk. It hurts too much.”
His mother’s arms tightened around him.
“We can’t afford crutches or a wheelchair,” she explained quietly. “So I carry him everywhere. The doctors say he needs physical therapy, but…” She trailed off, the weight of unspoken worries visible in her eyes.
Looking at them, I saw my own story reflected back at me. The constant pain, the struggle for dignity, the way society looks right through you when you’re disabled and poor.
A homeless man with a sympathetic look | Source: Midjourney
But in Tommy’s eyes, I also saw something I’d lost long ago: hope. That spark of joy when he listened to the music reminded me of why I started playing in the first place.
“How long have you been carrying him?” I asked, though I wasn’t sure I wanted to hear the answer.
“Three years now,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
I remembered my last day of work and the life-changing gift my colleagues had given me, and I knew what I had to do.
A determined-looking man | Source: Midjourney
Before I could second-guess myself, I gripped the arms of my wheelchair and pushed myself up. Pain stabbed through my spine and hips, but I forced a grin.
“Take my wheelchair,” I said. “I… I don’t really need it. It’s just an accessory. I’m not disabled. But it will help your boy, and you.”
“Oh no, we couldn’t possibly…” the mother protested, shaking her head.
She looked me in the eye and I got the feeling she suspected I was lying, so I grinned even wider and shuffled toward them, pushing my chair in front of me.
A wheelchair | Source: Midjourney
“Please,” I insisted. “It would make me happy to know it’s being used by someone who needs it. Music isn’t the only gift we can give.”
Tommy’s eyes grew wide. “Really, Mister? You mean it?”
I nodded, unable to speak through the pain, barely able to keep my grin in place.
His mother’s eyes filled with tears as she carefully settled Tommy into the wheelchair.
A woman with an emotional look in her eyes | Source: Midjourney
“I don’t know how to thank you. We’ve asked for help so many times, but nobody…”
“Your smile is thanks enough,” I said to Tommy, who was already experimenting with the wheels. “Both of your smiles.”
Tears filled my eyes as I watched them leave. I carefully shuffled over to a nearby bench and sat down, dropping all pretense that I wasn’t suffering from forcing my damaged body to move so much.
A man staring up | Source: Midjourney
That was five years ago, and time hasn’t been kind to me. The exertion of getting around on crutches has worsened my condition.
The pain is constant now, an ever-present stabbing in my back and legs that fills my awareness as I journey from the basement I live in under an abandoned house to the square.
But I keep playing. It doesn’t take my mind off the pain like it used to, but it keeps me from going mad with agony.
A man playing a flute | Source: Midjourney
I often thought about Tommy and his mother, hoping my sacrifice made a difference in their lives. Sometimes, during the quieter moments, I’d imagine Tommy rolling through a park or school hallway in my old wheelchair, his mother finally able to stand straight and proud.
Then came the day that changed everything.
I was playing an old folk tune, one my grandmother taught me, when a shadow fell across my cup.
A man holding a flute looking at something | Source: Midjourney
Looking up, I saw a well-dressed teenager standing before me holding a long package under one arm.
“Hello, sir,” he said with a familiar smile. “Do you remember me?”
I squinted up at him, and my heart skipped a beat as recognition dawned. “You?”
Tommy’s grin widened. “I wondered if you’d recognize me.”
“But how…” I gestured at his steady stance. “You’re walking!”
A surprised man | Source: Midjourney
“Life has a funny way of working out,” he said, sitting beside me on the bench. “A few months after you gave me your wheelchair, we learned that a distant relative had left me an inheritance. Suddenly, we could afford proper medical treatment. Turns out my condition was treatable with the right care.”
“Your mother?”
“She started her own catering business. She always loved cooking, but she never had the energy before. Now she’s making her dream come true.” Tommy looked at me then and shyly held out the package he was carrying. “This is for you, sir.”
A teen boy smiling shyly | Source: Midjourney
I unwrapped the brown paper and gasped. Inside was a sleek flute case.
“This gift is my small way of showing my gratitude for your kindness,” he said. “For stepping up to help me when no one else would.”
“I… I don’t know what to say,” I muttered. “This is too much.”
“No, it isn’t. I owe my happiness to you,” Tommy said, wrapping his arms around me in a careful hug. “The wheelchair didn’t just help me move. It gave us hope. Made us believe things could get better.”
A teen boy and a homeless man on a bench | Source: Midjourney
Tommy didn’t stay long after that. I tucked the flute case into my small backpack and carried on with my day.
That night, back in my basement room, I opened the flute case with trembling fingers. Instead of an instrument, I found neat stacks of cash. More money than I’d seen in my entire life. On top lay a handwritten note:
“PAYMENT FOR THE PAIN YOU HAVE EXPERIENCED ALL THESE YEARS BECAUSE OF YOUR KINDNESS. Thank you for showing us that miracles still happen.”
A pile of hundred dollar bills | Source: Pexels
I sat there for hours, holding the note, remembering the pain of every step I’d taken since giving away my wheelchair.
But I also remembered Tommy’s smile, his mother’s tears of gratitude, and now their transformed lives.
The money in my hands represented more than just financial freedom. It was proof that sometimes the smallest acts of kindness can create ripples we never imagined possible.
A smiling man | Source: Midjourney
“One act of kindness,” I whispered to myself as I watched the light dim through my basement window. “That’s all it takes to start a chain reaction.”
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