Category Archives: Middle Class
All I Want For Hanukkah is a Christmas Tree
As Hanukkah approaches, I share a little secret. Like many American Jews, I secretly covet Christmas. Though taught in the Ten Commandments not to covet thy neighbor’s wife, there was no explicit directive to coveting thy neighbor’s holiday. Holiday cheer
All I Want For Hanukkah is a Christmas Tree
As Hanukkah approaches, I share a little secret. Like many American Jews, I secretly covet Christmas. Though taught in the Ten Commandments not to covet thy neighbor’s wife, there was no explicit directive to coveting thy neighbor’s holiday. Holiday cheer
When a Kiss is More Than A Kiss – Hallmark
Sometimes a kiss is not just a kiss. It’s a firestorm. For way too long heterosexual love has been the very hallmark of love and marriage. The Hallmark channel takes this very literally. The channel known for serving up a
When a Kiss is More Than A Kiss – Hallmark
Sometimes a kiss is not just a kiss. It’s a firestorm. For way too long heterosexual love has been the very hallmark of love and marriage. The Hallmark channel takes this very literally. The channel known for serving up a
Make America’s Toilets Great Again
Donald Trump’s passion for plumbing has not been equaled by another U.S. President since Richard Nixon and the plumbers. Finally, Trump has something else besides impeachment in common with our 37th president. Speculation mounts that his new fascination with plumbing
Make America’s Toilets Great Again
Donald Trump’s passion for plumbing has not been equaled by another U.S. President since Richard Nixon and the plumbers. Finally, Trump has something else besides impeachment in common with our 37th president. Speculation mounts that his new fascination with plumbing
A Perfectly Happy Thanksgiving
The Thanksgiving table is as laden with myths as it is with stuffing and pumpkin pie. Immortalized in countless mid-century illustrations done by some of the country’s most esteemed illustrators, these indelible images have served up a mouth-watering, idealized version
A Perfectly Happy Thanksgiving
The Thanksgiving table is as laden with myths as it is with stuffing and pumpkin pie. Immortalized in countless mid-century illustrations done by some of the country’s most esteemed illustrators, these indelible images have served up a mouth-watering, idealized version
I Dreamed I Was a Pilgim in My Carter Briefs
I Dreamed I was a Pilgim in my Carter Briefs. With equal portions of sheer silliness and questionable taste, this ad serves up a heaping helping of Thanksgiving cheer. Nothing comes between them and their turkey but a pair
I Dreamed I Was a Pilgim in My Carter Briefs
I Dreamed I was a Pilgim in my Carter Briefs. With equal portions of sheer silliness and questionable taste, this ad serves up a heaping helping of Thanksgiving cheer. Nothing comes between them and their turkey but a pair
Veterans Day and GI Joe
What my WWII veteran father had done in the war and what the war had done to him was never clear. The torch had been passed to a new generation, President John Kennedy told us, and passed directly into
Veterans Day and GI Joe
What my WWII veteran father had done in the war and what the war had done to him was never clear. The torch had been passed to a new generation, President John Kennedy told us, and passed directly into
Rhoda Remembered
Where Mary Richards was the girl next door, Rhoda Morgenstern really was the girl down the block. Never before in TV Land had I heard someone TAWK like Rhoda. That voice, those dropped “r’s” so familiar, a constant in my
Rhoda Remembered
Where Mary Richards was the girl next door, Rhoda Morgenstern really was the girl down the block. Never before in TV Land had I heard someone TAWK like Rhoda. That voice, those dropped “r’s” so familiar, a constant in my
Summer Season’s End
Bidding the Beach Club Goodbye Labor Day signaled the last call at my Grandmother’s Long Island beach club. Just as white shoes would make their final appearance of the season, so it was time to bid the sandy white
Summer Season’s End
Bidding the Beach Club Goodbye Labor Day signaled the last call at my Grandmother’s Long Island beach club. Just as white shoes would make their final appearance of the season, so it was time to bid the sandy white
Jeffrey Epstein- No Stranger to Trouble
Like every little girl and boy I was taught to be wary of stranger’s invitations – don’t speak to strangers. Strangers we were warned, are scary people who drive around in cars and offer you a ride
Jeffrey Epstein- No Stranger to Trouble
Like every little girl and boy I was taught to be wary of stranger’s invitations – don’t speak to strangers. Strangers we were warned, are scary people who drive around in cars and offer you a ride
Betty -a Bastille Day Jazz Age Baby
In 1926 while flaming youth roared and thousands mourned the death of Rudolph Valentino, my grandparents, Sadie and Arthur were overjoyed at the birth of their second daughter, Betty, my mother. A beloved Bastille Day baby, this jazz age
Betty -a Bastille Day Jazz Age Baby
In 1926 while flaming youth roared and thousands mourned the death of Rudolph Valentino, my grandparents, Sadie and Arthur were overjoyed at the birth of their second daughter, Betty, my mother. A beloved Bastille Day baby, this jazz age
Envisioning The American Dream 