Category Archives: Personal Memories

boy watching TV as Oswald shot

Kennedy Assassination – A Weekend of Binge TV

History was compressed into a single weekend that November of 1963. It was the weekend that never seemed to end, that began with a TV bulletin and ended with a burning flame flickering on TV screens across the nation. Like

boy watching TV as Oswald shot

Kennedy Assassination – A Weekend of Binge TV

History was compressed into a single weekend that November of 1963. It was the weekend that never seemed to end, that began with a TV bulletin and ended with a burning flame flickering on TV screens across the nation. Like

world trade center

World Trade Center Remembered

From The Vault: I watched the World Trade Center going up and I would eventually watch thse majestic towers fall. Only days before September 11, I had moved from the New York City I loved to one of its  leafy

world trade center

World Trade Center Remembered

From The Vault: I watched the World Trade Center going up and I would eventually watch thse majestic towers fall. Only days before September 11, I had moved from the New York City I loved to one of its  leafy

Vintage Brownie camera

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

Vintage Brownie camera

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

Vintage baby photo 1920s

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

Vintage baby photo 1920s

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

Mad Magazine 1971

A World Without Mad

What Me Worry? I am MAD. After 67 years MAD Magazine will cease publishing this fall. It will no longer be found on newsstands but sold via subscription. There will be no new material, just “best of content” and end

Mad Magazine 1971

A World Without Mad

What Me Worry? I am MAD. After 67 years MAD Magazine will cease publishing this fall. It will no longer be found on newsstands but sold via subscription. There will be no new material, just “best of content” and end

RFK campaign poster at home sally Karen 1968

Bobby Kennedy and Me

Bobby was about hope. 1968 was no ordinary time and Robert Kennedy was no ordinary candidate. Over fifty years later, the wave of young, earnest activists today feels similar to that infamous year when Bobby had fired up Americas youth.

RFK campaign poster at home sally Karen 1968

Bobby Kennedy and Me

Bobby was about hope. 1968 was no ordinary time and Robert Kennedy was no ordinary candidate. Over fifty years later, the wave of young, earnest activists today feels similar to that infamous year when Bobby had fired up Americas youth.

Vintage woman in Beauty Parlor Vintage Mothers Day Card

Beauty Parlor Memories for Mothers Day

A Mothers Day without my own beloved mother means it’s a day of beloved mother memories. When I was a pre-schooler, I shadowed my mid-century mother everywhere she went. I was her Baba Looey to her Quick Draw McGraw, Boo

Vintage woman in Beauty Parlor Vintage Mothers Day Card

Beauty Parlor Memories for Mothers Day

A Mothers Day without my own beloved mother means it’s a day of beloved mother memories. When I was a pre-schooler, I shadowed my mid-century mother everywhere she went. I was her Baba Looey to her Quick Draw McGraw, Boo

child holocaust DP Camp swastika

Never Forget

Never Forget. Those words were seared into me as a child.   As Jews gathered in N.Y.C. on Sunday for the annual Gathering of Remembrance at the Museum of Jewish Heritage, they came together as community to say we will never

child holocaust DP Camp swastika

Never Forget

Never Forget. Those words were seared into me as a child.   As Jews gathered in N.Y.C. on Sunday for the annual Gathering of Remembrance at the Museum of Jewish Heritage, they came together as community to say we will never

Matzo Ball Soup

Passover Preparation

I just finished my Passover shopping at Fairway and I feel very Farklempt. Preparing for Passover brings up a multitude of feelings and like most daughters, the holiday is deeply tied in with my mother. With the loss of my

Matzo Ball Soup

Passover Preparation

I just finished my Passover shopping at Fairway and I feel very Farklempt. Preparing for Passover brings up a multitude of feelings and like most daughters, the holiday is deeply tied in with my mother. With the loss of my

Guy Lombardo New years Eve Album

New Year Eve Party With Guy Lombardo

For me, New Year’s Eve always belonged to Guy Lombardo. It was a childhood viewing ritual that rarely varied. In the early 1960’s I felt like Cinderella, permitted to stay up to the stroke of midnight and watch, along with

Guy Lombardo New years Eve Album

New Year Eve Party With Guy Lombardo

For me, New Year’s Eve always belonged to Guy Lombardo. It was a childhood viewing ritual that rarely varied. In the early 1960’s I felt like Cinderella, permitted to stay up to the stroke of midnight and watch, along with