Category Archives: baby boomers
‘Where the Boys Are’: Connie Francis Classic Revised
With the death of Connie Francis, her signature song “Where the Boys Are” keeps playing through my head. For some reason, that song takes up a lot of real estate in my already cluttered mind. With 60 years of pop
‘Where the Boys Are’: Connie Francis Classic Revised
With the death of Connie Francis, her signature song “Where the Boys Are” keeps playing through my head. For some reason, that song takes up a lot of real estate in my already cluttered mind. With 60 years of pop
Make America America Again
“The test of our progress is not whether we add more to the abundance of those who have much; it is whether we provide enough for those who have too little.” — FDR, Inaugural Address, January 20, 1937. These core
Make America America Again
“The test of our progress is not whether we add more to the abundance of those who have much; it is whether we provide enough for those who have too little.” — FDR, Inaugural Address, January 20, 1937. These core
Liberace: The Closeted Dream Boy of 1950s America
In Your Dreams Next to Rock Hudson, Liberace was Sue Ellen Wolinski’s absolute dream date. Liberace was just so fabulously different from any other fellows she had ever met. A wonderful pianist, yes. But, OH! so much more. Come Wednesday
Liberace: The Closeted Dream Boy of 1950s America
In Your Dreams Next to Rock Hudson, Liberace was Sue Ellen Wolinski’s absolute dream date. Liberace was just so fabulously different from any other fellows she had ever met. A wonderful pianist, yes. But, OH! so much more. Come Wednesday
Remembering Bobby Sherman: A Teen Idol’s Legacy
The news of the death of teen idol Bobby Sherman yesterday finally surpassed all the Trump posts on my social media feed as women of a certain age lamented the passing of their first crush. And gay men whose uncertain
Remembering Bobby Sherman: A Teen Idol’s Legacy
The news of the death of teen idol Bobby Sherman yesterday finally surpassed all the Trump posts on my social media feed as women of a certain age lamented the passing of their first crush. And gay men whose uncertain
How My Love Affair With Dogs Began With a Man named Moe
I woke up with Moe on the mind. My dog Moe, was not the first Moe in my life. The Three Stooges notwithstanding, the only other Moe I ever knew was my father’s law partner, who unknowingly was instrumental in
How My Love Affair With Dogs Began With a Man named Moe
I woke up with Moe on the mind. My dog Moe, was not the first Moe in my life. The Three Stooges notwithstanding, the only other Moe I ever knew was my father’s law partner, who unknowingly was instrumental in
My Mother’s Love Grew in My Garden
With Mother’s Day coming up, a new poignancy is added to the loss and destruction of my former gardens. The image of the rose-covered arbor that came up in the Facebook memories brings with it a deep association with my
My Mother’s Love Grew in My Garden
With Mother’s Day coming up, a new poignancy is added to the loss and destruction of my former gardens. The image of the rose-covered arbor that came up in the Facebook memories brings with it a deep association with my
A Mother’s Voice Never Leaves Us
The calendar says today is 17 years since my mother passed away. The yahrzeit candle I lit last night confirms that. Yet, as so many of you understand, it feels surreal for it to be that many years. That means
A Mother’s Voice Never Leaves Us
The calendar says today is 17 years since my mother passed away. The yahrzeit candle I lit last night confirms that. Yet, as so many of you understand, it feels surreal for it to be that many years. That means
Turning 70
Today I turn seventy, a number Hallmark decrees a milestone based on the number of greeting cards there are. I’ve moved through all my significant birthdays pretty smoothly. Thirty was a breeze, and forty was fabulous. Fifty felt empowering and
Turning 70
Today I turn seventy, a number Hallmark decrees a milestone based on the number of greeting cards there are. I’ve moved through all my significant birthdays pretty smoothly. Thirty was a breeze, and forty was fabulous. Fifty felt empowering and
Social Insecurity
I am now breaking into old childhood piggy banks in search of vintage coins that might be worth money. This is how terrified I am of losing social security. Not to mention the crashing stock market. Some of my old
Social Insecurity
I am now breaking into old childhood piggy banks in search of vintage coins that might be worth money. This is how terrified I am of losing social security. Not to mention the crashing stock market. Some of my old
Feeding The World’s Hungry -This Is Who We Are
How many of us of a certain age were admonished as children to “clean their plates” at mealtime because “people were starving in Europe.” Wasting food was sinful. Images of shivering, hungry, bone-thin Belgium, French, Dutch and Polish children in
Feeding The World’s Hungry -This Is Who We Are
How many of us of a certain age were admonished as children to “clean their plates” at mealtime because “people were starving in Europe.” Wasting food was sinful. Images of shivering, hungry, bone-thin Belgium, French, Dutch and Polish children in
Envisioning The American Dream 