Posts Tagged: childhood
Why Dogs Rule
Today it’s all about the dogs. In honor of Betty White’s 100th birthday today, I share a wonderful world that once lived in my young imagination, a world I think that she would support wholeheartedly- I called it ArfLand a
Why Dogs Rule
Today it’s all about the dogs. In honor of Betty White’s 100th birthday today, I share a wonderful world that once lived in my young imagination, a world I think that she would support wholeheartedly- I called it ArfLand a
Embracing My Roots
I would grow up living my parents post war American dreams. Nothing personified that dream more than our suburban home where they lived for nearly 62 years. My foundation was entrenched in that home so it should be no surprise
Embracing My Roots
I would grow up living my parents post war American dreams. Nothing personified that dream more than our suburban home where they lived for nearly 62 years. My foundation was entrenched in that home so it should be no surprise
A Child’s View of Class
Trump just told the truth: The rich are getting richer Boasting to his fellow 1 percenters, our Commander in Wealth assured them that the biggest in history tax cut will make them all wealthier. So much for the other 99%.
A Child’s View of Class
Trump just told the truth: The rich are getting richer Boasting to his fellow 1 percenters, our Commander in Wealth assured them that the biggest in history tax cut will make them all wealthier. So much for the other 99%.
Nuclear Nightmares
As Donald Trump himself continues to go nuclear, the very thought of a President Trump’s tiny fingers anywhere near the button for the nuclear codes sends shivers down my spine. Anytime the words Donald Trump and nuclear weapons appear in
Nuclear Nightmares
As Donald Trump himself continues to go nuclear, the very thought of a President Trump’s tiny fingers anywhere near the button for the nuclear codes sends shivers down my spine. Anytime the words Donald Trump and nuclear weapons appear in
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,
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
Envisioning The American Dream 