Posts Tagged: beach
Finding Light Amidst Division: An Independence Day Reflection
Even as the sun seems to be setting on American democracy, there are moments of pure light that connect us. Today, when life in these United States feels fraught with fear, divisiveness, and anxiety, a small exchange I had this past
Finding Light Amidst Division: An Independence Day Reflection
Even as the sun seems to be setting on American democracy, there are moments of pure light that connect us. Today, when life in these United States feels fraught with fear, divisiveness, and anxiety, a small exchange I had this past
Labor Day- End of Summer or Endless Summer
“If there’s a heaven for me I’m sure it has a beach attached” -Jimmy Buffett It seemed wistfully appropriate that news of Jimmy Buffett’s death came at the beginning of Labor Day weekend that demarcation point of summer’s symbolic
Labor Day- End of Summer or Endless Summer
“If there’s a heaven for me I’m sure it has a beach attached” -Jimmy Buffett It seemed wistfully appropriate that news of Jimmy Buffett’s death came at the beginning of Labor Day weekend that demarcation point of summer’s symbolic
A Birthday Tribute to my Beach Loving Mother Betty
I got my deep love of the water and the beach from my beloved mother Betty. Born in Brooklyn on Bastille Day, her lifelong enthusiasm for the sand and surf was deeply infectious and I caught the beach bug very
A Birthday Tribute to my Beach Loving Mother Betty
I got my deep love of the water and the beach from my beloved mother Betty. Born in Brooklyn on Bastille Day, her lifelong enthusiasm for the sand and surf was deeply infectious and I caught the beach bug very
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
Baby, What a Tan
Summer and tanning is deeply burned into me…literally. Though I no longer sport the deeply burnished Bain de Soliel St. Tropez tan of my twenties nor the beloved bronze glow of the Johnson’s baby oil tan of my teens, I
Baby, What a Tan
Summer and tanning is deeply burned into me…literally. Though I no longer sport the deeply burnished Bain de Soliel St. Tropez tan of my twenties nor the beloved bronze glow of the Johnson’s baby oil tan of my teens, I
JFK and the Summer of High Hopes
A Favorite From the Vault The sizzling summer of 1960 was dominated by the equally hot Presidential race between John F. Kennedy and Richard Nixon. Earlier in the summer Kennedy had boldly beckoned us to hitch our wagon to his
JFK and the Summer of High Hopes
A Favorite From the Vault The sizzling summer of 1960 was dominated by the equally hot Presidential race between John F. Kennedy and Richard Nixon. Earlier in the summer Kennedy had boldly beckoned us to hitch our wagon to his
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
The Scents, Sounds and Flies of Summer
The scents and sounds of my 1960s childhood summers at my grandmothers beach club would sizzle together creating the perfect summer cocktail. Along with the rhythmic sounds of the ocean waves breaking on the beach, and the staccato click, clack,
The Scents, Sounds and Flies of Summer
The scents and sounds of my 1960s childhood summers at my grandmothers beach club would sizzle together creating the perfect summer cocktail. Along with the rhythmic sounds of the ocean waves breaking on the beach, and the staccato click, clack,
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
Rosie the Riveter Rocks a Swimsuit
1944 was a different kind of summer. It was a sweltering July and along with most war-weary Americans, Rosie the Riveter needed a day off. In the heat and stickiness of summer everybody was tired, dog tired, completely fed up
Rosie the Riveter Rocks a Swimsuit
1944 was a different kind of summer. It was a sweltering July and along with most war-weary Americans, Rosie the Riveter needed a day off. In the heat and stickiness of summer everybody was tired, dog tired, completely fed up
Envisioning The American Dream 