Category Archives: Suburbia
Say it Ain’t So….So Long Summer
Bidding the Beach Club Goodbye Labor Day signaled the last call at my Grandmothers 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 beach
Say it Ain’t So….So Long Summer
Bidding the Beach Club Goodbye Labor Day signaled the last call at my Grandmothers 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 beach
Beach Club Preening
How To Enjoy The Sun In Style In the summer of 1960 the glitter and glamor of my Grandmothers beach club often rivaled the showboating and schmoozing of the presidential campaign that summer. A glittering spectacle, out dazzling the
Beach Club Preening
How To Enjoy The Sun In Style In the summer of 1960 the glitter and glamor of my Grandmothers beach club often rivaled the showboating and schmoozing of the presidential campaign that summer. A glittering spectacle, out dazzling the
This is Your Life- The Atomic Age PtII
This week Japan marked the somber anniversary of the worlds first Atomic bomb attack with a ceremony at Hiroshima Peace Park. A few years back, among the 50,000 attending the memorial service near the epicenter of the blast was a
This is Your Life- The Atomic Age PtII
This week Japan marked the somber anniversary of the worlds first Atomic bomb attack with a ceremony at Hiroshima Peace Park. A few years back, among the 50,000 attending the memorial service near the epicenter of the blast was a
This Is Your Life- The Atomic Age
On a hot summer morning on August 6, 70 years ago, the first Atomic Bomb blasted over Hiroshima ushering us into the Atomic Age. In that great American tradition of forgive and forget, only ten years later in May of
This Is Your Life- The Atomic Age
On a hot summer morning on August 6, 70 years ago, the first Atomic Bomb blasted over Hiroshima ushering us into the Atomic Age. In that great American tradition of forgive and forget, only ten years later in May of
I Love a July Fourth Parade
With the acrid smell of firecrackers lingering in the hot summer air, mid-century memories of July 4th parades past return. The 1950s American Dream made manifest, the annual Independence Day parade was a sugar-coated, Kodachrome kaleidoscope of you’re a grand
I Love a July Fourth Parade
With the acrid smell of firecrackers lingering in the hot summer air, mid-century memories of July 4th parades past return. The 1950s American Dream made manifest, the annual Independence Day parade was a sugar-coated, Kodachrome kaleidoscope of you’re a grand
Memorial Day BBQ
The Smell of Democracy in the Air Making their season debut, white shoes and Weber grills come out of hibernation as Memorial Day kicks off the beginning of summer. What better way to remember those brave men and women who
Memorial Day BBQ
The Smell of Democracy in the Air Making their season debut, white shoes and Weber grills come out of hibernation as Memorial Day kicks off the beginning of summer. What better way to remember those brave men and women who
Bidding Betty Goodbye- The Happy Homemaker R.I.P.
Like another Sally Beth, I too had to eventually bid my own Betty goodbye. Though thankfully my own mother would live decades longer than Mad Men’s poor Betty Francis, as a teenager I witnessed the beginning of the slow demise
Bidding Betty Goodbye- The Happy Homemaker R.I.P.
Like another Sally Beth, I too had to eventually bid my own Betty goodbye. Though thankfully my own mother would live decades longer than Mad Men’s poor Betty Francis, as a teenager I witnessed the beginning of the slow demise
Male Turf
The silent spring morning of my mid-century suburban childhood were broken by the sounds not of birds chirping but of a symphony of puttering gas lawn mowers synchronized all over the neighborhood. The air would permeate of fresh-cut grass, gasoline
Male Turf
The silent spring morning of my mid-century suburban childhood were broken by the sounds not of birds chirping but of a symphony of puttering gas lawn mowers synchronized all over the neighborhood. The air would permeate of fresh-cut grass, gasoline
Fractured Fairy Tales for Earth Day
Post War Pesticides on Parade Mid century America was the golden age of pesticides and it was love at first sight. Any thoughts about Earth Day and the environment lay far in the future. Thousands of new chemicals were put
Fractured Fairy Tales for Earth Day
Post War Pesticides on Parade Mid century America was the golden age of pesticides and it was love at first sight. Any thoughts about Earth Day and the environment lay far in the future. Thousands of new chemicals were put
Envisioning The American Dream 