Author Archives: sallyedelstein
Bidding the Beach Club Goodby
Labor Day signaled the last call at my Grandmothers beach Club, Just as white shoes would make their final appearance of the season, it was time to bid the sandy white beach goodbye End of a Mid-Century Summer By late
Bidding the Beach Club Goodby
Labor Day signaled the last call at my Grandmothers beach Club, Just as white shoes would make their final appearance of the season, it was time to bid the sandy white beach goodbye End of a Mid-Century Summer By late
Where There’s Political Smoke
Political Conventions may no longer be characterized by smoke filled rooms occupied by stogie puffing party bosses, but you can be sure they are still filled with plenty of smoke and mirrors.
Where There’s Political Smoke
Political Conventions may no longer be characterized by smoke filled rooms occupied by stogie puffing party bosses, but you can be sure they are still filled with plenty of smoke and mirrors.
In America the Skys the Limit
Neil Armstrong was the very embodiment of American Can-Do-ism . Crossing the finish line in the Cold War Space race, his one small step for man went a long way in establishing him as a genuine American hero who we
In America the Skys the Limit
Neil Armstrong was the very embodiment of American Can-Do-ism . Crossing the finish line in the Cold War Space race, his one small step for man went a long way in establishing him as a genuine American hero who we
A Feminist Storms Approachin’
Nearly 40 years after the women’s liberation movement stormed onto the scene opening a floodgate of dialogue about women’s rights, its déjà vu all over again. As a storm approaches the Republican National Convention, women are already in the eye
A Feminist Storms Approachin’
Nearly 40 years after the women’s liberation movement stormed onto the scene opening a floodgate of dialogue about women’s rights, its déjà vu all over again. As a storm approaches the Republican National Convention, women are already in the eye
High Noon at the Democratic Convention 1960 PartII
The 1960 Democratic Convention was a high-steppin, wild west of a good time, and my family and myself had front row seats in front of our Philco. It was as rip roarin, rip snortin a time as any western on
High Noon at the Democratic Convention 1960 PartII
The 1960 Democratic Convention was a high-steppin, wild west of a good time, and my family and myself had front row seats in front of our Philco. It was as rip roarin, rip snortin a time as any western on
High Noon at the 1960 Democratic Convention
I wasn’t but knee-high to a lamb when Walter Cronkite sheparded me into the New Frontier that hot summer of 1960. A trustworthy thoroughbred if ever there was one, Walter “Curly” Cronkite safely steered me and my family through
High Noon at the 1960 Democratic Convention
I wasn’t but knee-high to a lamb when Walter Cronkite sheparded me into the New Frontier that hot summer of 1960. A trustworthy thoroughbred if ever there was one, Walter “Curly” Cronkite safely steered me and my family through
Michigan- a Great Place To Be Born a Romney
Who knew a Michigan birth certificate was something to crow about? Sure, Michigan is a great place to visit, but according to Mitt Romney it’s so much more. It’s great place to be born, entitling each lucky recipient a gen-u-ine
Michigan- a Great Place To Be Born a Romney
Who knew a Michigan birth certificate was something to crow about? Sure, Michigan is a great place to visit, but according to Mitt Romney it’s so much more. It’s great place to be born, entitling each lucky recipient a gen-u-ine
I Have Seen The Future
Tucked away among the flotsam and jetsam I have saved over the years is a pin-back button from the 1939 NY Worlds Fair stating boldly: I have seen the future. Given to me as a child by my mother,
I Have Seen The Future
Tucked away among the flotsam and jetsam I have saved over the years is a pin-back button from the 1939 NY Worlds Fair stating boldly: I have seen the future. Given to me as a child by my mother,
Picnic in the Post-War Park
Long before we became a fast food, disposable nation, picnicking required something more substantial and permanent than a Styrofoam clamshell tossed in a brown paper bag. According to a 1948 advertisement by Aladdin, every day was a holiday with
Picnic in the Post-War Park
Long before we became a fast food, disposable nation, picnicking required something more substantial and permanent than a Styrofoam clamshell tossed in a brown paper bag. According to a 1948 advertisement by Aladdin, every day was a holiday with
Beach Club Paradise Protected
Summer beach traffic during the Cold War had its own special flare. The huge-wrap around picture window in the rear of my Grandmothers Cadillac offered unexcelled visibility to see and be seen, allowing uninterrupted lavish vistas of Long Beach
Beach Club Paradise Protected
Summer beach traffic during the Cold War had its own special flare. The huge-wrap around picture window in the rear of my Grandmothers Cadillac offered unexcelled visibility to see and be seen, allowing uninterrupted lavish vistas of Long Beach
Envisioning The American Dream 