Posts Tagged: baby boomers
Revisiting Thanksgiving 1960 pt II
It was Thanksgiving weekend of 1960. Just like the mythical Dick, Jane and Sally would visit Grandmother and Grandfather on their farm, I was off for an overnight visit with mine, not on a farm like in the
Revisiting Thanksgiving 1960 pt II
It was Thanksgiving weekend of 1960. Just like the mythical Dick, Jane and Sally would visit Grandmother and Grandfather on their farm, I was off for an overnight visit with mine, not on a farm like in the
Revisiting Thanksgiving 1960
It was Thanksgiving weekend of 1960. Just like the mythical Dick, Jane and Sally would visit Grandmother and Grandfather on their farm, I was off for an overnight visit with mine in Queens, NY. Clutching my Fun with Dick and
Revisiting Thanksgiving 1960
It was Thanksgiving weekend of 1960. Just like the mythical Dick, Jane and Sally would visit Grandmother and Grandfather on their farm, I was off for an overnight visit with mine in Queens, NY. Clutching my Fun with Dick and
Back to School Shoes
It was the day before Labor Day 1957 and the countdown had begun for the end of summer and the new school term. From Long Island to Little Rock, crisp black and white marbled composition notebooks were hastily purchased, and
Back to School Shoes
It was the day before Labor Day 1957 and the countdown had begun for the end of summer and the new school term. From Long Island to Little Rock, crisp black and white marbled composition notebooks were hastily purchased, and
Saying So Long to 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
Saying So Long to 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
History in 3D
A Front Row Seat to History Long before we slipped on our anaglyph glasses to watch 3D TV or to simply view the cover illustration of this weeks New York Times Book Review, Monsanto predicted a three-dimensional future for the
History in 3D
A Front Row Seat to History Long before we slipped on our anaglyph glasses to watch 3D TV or to simply view the cover illustration of this weeks New York Times Book Review, Monsanto predicted a three-dimensional future for the
Remembrance of New Years Eve Past Pt II
New Years Eve Party The countdown to my parents 1959 New Years Eve party had begun. On the cusp of the space age my parents prepared for a new years Eve Party that would send them soaring into the world
Remembrance of New Years Eve Past Pt II
New Years Eve Party The countdown to my parents 1959 New Years Eve party had begun. On the cusp of the space age my parents prepared for a new years Eve Party that would send them soaring into the world
Suburban Swan Song
Along with the housing market, that All-American suburban bubble of optimism has burst The suburbs were once the promised land; the American Dream made manifest . For over 65 years, home ownership was the defining definition the American Dream. Just
Suburban Swan Song
Along with the housing market, that All-American suburban bubble of optimism has burst The suburbs were once the promised land; the American Dream made manifest . For over 65 years, home ownership was the defining definition the American Dream. Just
Remembrance of July 4th Parades Past
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
Remembrance of July 4th Parades Past
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
Robert Kennedy Remembered Pt II
Bidding Bobby Goodbye I never met Robert Kennedy but I was always grateful I was able to bid Bobby a final goodbye. On a sweltering Friday in June of 1968, I joined the hundreds of thousands who lined up outside
Robert Kennedy Remembered Pt II
Bidding Bobby Goodbye I never met Robert Kennedy but I was always grateful I was able to bid Bobby a final goodbye. On a sweltering Friday in June of 1968, I joined the hundreds of thousands who lined up outside
Cruising Into Retirement
Mid-century America was the golden age for the golden years. As the baby boomers grew up living out the suburban American Dream of plenty, it was assumed we would eventually cruise comfortably into easy retirement just as our grandparents and
Cruising Into Retirement
Mid-century America was the golden age for the golden years. As the baby boomers grew up living out the suburban American Dream of plenty, it was assumed we would eventually cruise comfortably into easy retirement just as our grandparents and
Envisioning The American Dream 