Category Archives: American Way
Remembering The World Trade Center
News of the 9/11 tragedy found its way to me through the antiquated airwaves of a vintage Bakelite radio. Only days before, I had moved from the New York I loved to one of its leafy suburbs. Without cable or
Remembering The World Trade Center
News of the 9/11 tragedy found its way to me through the antiquated airwaves of a vintage Bakelite radio. Only days before, I had moved from the New York I loved to one of its leafy suburbs. Without cable or
Our Friend The Policeman
How is our friend the policeman helping to keep the streets safe?
Nuclear Family Vacation in the Nuclear Age
Vacationing was a real blast in the Atomic Age! For a merry-go-round of real nuclear family fun, no trip out west was truly complete without a visit to the Nevada Test Site for a bird’s-eye view of a genuine
Nuclear Family Vacation in the Nuclear Age
Vacationing was a real blast in the Atomic Age! For a merry-go-round of real nuclear family fun, no trip out west was truly complete without a visit to the Nevada Test Site for a bird’s-eye view of a genuine
Remembering Lauren Bacall
It was 1944. It was wartime. The patriotism was so thick you could cut it with a knife. A rotund-and darn proud of it- Kate Smith was belting out “God Bless America” causing a lump to form in all our
Remembering Lauren Bacall
It was 1944. It was wartime. The patriotism was so thick you could cut it with a knife. A rotund-and darn proud of it- Kate Smith was belting out “God Bless America” causing a lump to form in all our
The Beat of the Suburbs
The suburbs of postwar Long Island silently simmered in a preordained sameness, no more so than in the summer. Summer days were metered out in predictable beats. Smoky backyard barbecues were a ho-hum summer staple of mid-century suburban life, but
The Beat of the Suburbs
The suburbs of postwar Long Island silently simmered in a preordained sameness, no more so than in the summer. Summer days were metered out in predictable beats. Smoky backyard barbecues were a ho-hum summer staple of mid-century suburban life, but
The Missiles and Sandcastles of Summer
As eyebrows are raised as Russia tests a new ground launched cruise missile, my thoughts drifted to those pre-test treaty times when the sight of a truck toting a missile was just part of Cold war summer fun. Summer beach
The Missiles and Sandcastles of Summer
As eyebrows are raised as Russia tests a new ground launched cruise missile, my thoughts drifted to those pre-test treaty times when the sight of a truck toting a missile was just part of Cold war summer fun. Summer beach
An Atomic Fairy Tale
1950 was Cinderella’s year. My mother Betty knew it was an omen. After 6 long years of waiting, Disney’s much anticipated movie, Cinderella was finally opening and now Betty Joseph’s days of waiting were over too- she was getting
An Atomic Fairy Tale
1950 was Cinderella’s year. My mother Betty knew it was an omen. After 6 long years of waiting, Disney’s much anticipated movie, Cinderella was finally opening and now Betty Joseph’s days of waiting were over too- she was getting
No Time to Tan
Long before self tanners, and micro mist airbrush tanning sprays flooded the market, a retro a gal need only apply a good film of bronzer to give herself show girl legs. Learn how tan-in-a-bottle might have helped a pale-face gal
No Time to Tan
Long before self tanners, and micro mist airbrush tanning sprays flooded the market, a retro a gal need only apply a good film of bronzer to give herself show girl legs. Learn how tan-in-a-bottle might have helped a pale-face gal
Happy July Fourth
Have a Smokin’ Independence Day!
All American Barbecue
The Smell of Democracy in the Air Every July 4th our split level development would be shrouded by the smoke of burning charcoal, the sizzling smell of democracy was in the air. Besides a parade, nothing was more quintessentially American
All American Barbecue
The Smell of Democracy in the Air Every July 4th our split level development would be shrouded by the smoke of burning charcoal, the sizzling smell of democracy was in the air. Besides a parade, nothing was more quintessentially American
Envisioning The American Dream 