Posts Tagged: suburbia
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
Stumping On The Kindergarten Campaign Trail 1960
In the crisp fall of 1960 as presidential hopeful Senator John Kennedy beckoned us into a New Frontier I would be embarking onto my own new frontier – Kindergarten. This New Frontier of 1960 that stood in front of me,
Stumping On The Kindergarten Campaign Trail 1960
In the crisp fall of 1960 as presidential hopeful Senator John Kennedy beckoned us into a New Frontier I would be embarking onto my own new frontier – Kindergarten. This New Frontier of 1960 that stood in front of me,
Hot Dogs Cold War
Hot dogs, that very symbol of culinary democracy took on a special meaning during the cold war, especially in the summer of 1961. The fate of Nathans Hot Dogs hung in the balance. Barbecue Brigade Summer barbecues were a family
Hot Dogs Cold War
Hot dogs, that very symbol of culinary democracy took on a special meaning during the cold war, especially in the summer of 1961. The fate of Nathans Hot Dogs hung in the balance. Barbecue Brigade Summer barbecues were a family
Hiroshima Hits Home – A Blast From the Past
History is being made in Hiroshima today. Over 70 years after an Atomic blast ushered us into the nuclear age, President Barack Obama is visiting that very city where over 140,000 people died. The president will not apologize for the
Hiroshima Hits Home – A Blast From the Past
History is being made in Hiroshima today. Over 70 years after an Atomic blast ushered us into the nuclear age, President Barack Obama is visiting that very city where over 140,000 people died. The president will not apologize for the
America at Steak
More Sizzle Than Steak Donald Trump can boast about his juicy steaks all he wants but when it comes to substance and policy…where’s the beef? The Republican front runner is plainly just more sizzle than steak. There’s just too much
America at Steak
More Sizzle Than Steak Donald Trump can boast about his juicy steaks all he wants but when it comes to substance and policy…where’s the beef? The Republican front runner is plainly just more sizzle than steak. There’s just too much
The Fading Middle Class
America’s middle class is vanishing before our eyes, fading away like a once cherished Kodacolor snapshot. Today the possibility of obtaining the American Dream feels as outmoded as these vintage advertisements from Kodak. The sad fall from grace for American
The Fading Middle Class
America’s middle class is vanishing before our eyes, fading away like a once cherished Kodacolor snapshot. Today the possibility of obtaining the American Dream feels as outmoded as these vintage advertisements from Kodak. The sad fall from grace for American
The Telephone and the Housewife
It’s a very mobile Christmas. Imagine the old days of being tied to a desktop computer to do shopping. It’s so 2006. As we swipe our ways through the holidays on our smart phones, it’s hard to remember a time
The Telephone and the Housewife
It’s a very mobile Christmas. Imagine the old days of being tied to a desktop computer to do shopping. It’s so 2006. As we swipe our ways through the holidays on our smart phones, it’s hard to remember a time
Drawn to Paris
I was a Francophile by the time I was five. Even as a toddler I was drawn to Paris. Literally. From the tender age of three until about seven, I was known as “Pierre the Artist.” More precisely, I insisted
Drawn to Paris
I was a Francophile by the time I was five. Even as a toddler I was drawn to Paris. Literally. From the tender age of three until about seven, I was known as “Pierre the Artist.” More precisely, I insisted
Where’s the Beef?
When it comes to American exceptionalism, we Americans have long had an exceptionally voracious appetite for red meat, making us the proud leader of the free, meat-eatin’ world. In this land of democracy, meat has reigned as king. But
Where’s the Beef?
When it comes to American exceptionalism, we Americans have long had an exceptionally voracious appetite for red meat, making us the proud leader of the free, meat-eatin’ world. In this land of democracy, meat has reigned as king. But
Cold War Halloween
On most mid-century days, the suburban streets of my childhood were filled by a legion of door to door salesmen trafficking in fantasy. The pavement belonged to this endless parade of post war peddlers, their sample cases bulging with promises
Cold War Halloween
On most mid-century days, the suburban streets of my childhood were filled by a legion of door to door salesmen trafficking in fantasy. The pavement belonged to this endless parade of post war peddlers, their sample cases bulging with promises
Envisioning The American Dream 