Posts Tagged: Iris Apfel
My Father Danced with Iris Apfel When No One Else Would
Eighty-eight years ago at a high school mixer, while the gym floor was crowded with couples dancing, my 15-year-old father Marvin kept his eye on another 15-year-old, a shy female friend leaning alone against the gymnasium wall. They were neighborhood
My Father Danced with Iris Apfel When No One Else Would
Eighty-eight years ago at a high school mixer, while the gym floor was crowded with couples dancing, my 15-year-old father Marvin kept his eye on another 15-year-old, a shy female friend leaning alone against the gymnasium wall. They were neighborhood
Envisioning The American Dream 