Posts Tagged: family
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
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
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
Memorial Day- Remembering My Greatest Generation Dad
Memorial day this year takes on a different significance than other years for me. This year as the number of WWII veterans continue to dwindle, another former G.I. of the Greatest Generation has recently died. My dad. Through the years
Memorial Day- Remembering My Greatest Generation Dad
Memorial day this year takes on a different significance than other years for me. This year as the number of WWII veterans continue to dwindle, another former G.I. of the Greatest Generation has recently died. My dad. Through the years
Atomic Passion – The Utterly Unauthorized Story of My Conception
It was spring 1954. While the Cold War was frozen solid, thanks to a temporary thaw in my parents own chilly clashes, I would be conceived on a sweltering hot night that June. The year had started with a
Atomic Passion – The Utterly Unauthorized Story of My Conception
It was spring 1954. While the Cold War was frozen solid, thanks to a temporary thaw in my parents own chilly clashes, I would be conceived on a sweltering hot night that June. The year had started with a
A Picture Perfect Christmas
Wishing you and your family a picture perfect Christmas!
Guns for Christmas and Other Clever Catalog Gifts
Christmas catalogs have long been a cherished staple in the American home. Just like today, the mid-century housewife flipped through the pages of her favorite catalog and enjoyed the ease of shopping the telephone way with a whole department store
Guns for Christmas and Other Clever Catalog Gifts
Christmas catalogs have long been a cherished staple in the American home. Just like today, the mid-century housewife flipped through the pages of her favorite catalog and enjoyed the ease of shopping the telephone way with a whole department store
Happy Thanksgiving
Wishing all my readers a peaceful, safe and happy Thanksgiving! You Might Also Enjoy Something to Be Thankful For
Happy Thanksgiving
Wishing all my readers a peaceful, safe and happy Thanksgiving! You Might Also Enjoy Something to Be Thankful For
All in the Bush Family Values
Some have been likening Jeb Bush’s recommendation for the public shaming of unwed mothers as a throwback to the 1950’s. One needn’t go back that far. How about 1992 when another member of the Bush entourage, Dan Quayle did the
All in the Bush Family Values
Some have been likening Jeb Bush’s recommendation for the public shaming of unwed mothers as a throwback to the 1950’s. One needn’t go back that far. How about 1992 when another member of the Bush entourage, Dan Quayle did the
A Sweet Mothers Day
My sweet Grandmother had a sweet tooth. Whether Bartons, Barricini, or Lofts, chocolate was the common currency of celebration. But Mothers Day meant only one thing- a Whitman’s Sampler. Through the years, that gift of chocolate has become more closely
A Sweet Mothers Day
My sweet Grandmother had a sweet tooth. Whether Bartons, Barricini, or Lofts, chocolate was the common currency of celebration. But Mothers Day meant only one thing- a Whitman’s Sampler. Through the years, that gift of chocolate has become more closely
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
Envisioning The American Dream 