Posts Tagged: writing
Rosie The Riveter’s Swimsuit Romance
It was a sweltering summer in 1943 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 with neckties, girdles, time clocks,
Rosie The Riveter’s Swimsuit Romance
It was a sweltering summer in 1943 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 with neckties, girdles, time clocks,
Sizzling in the Sixties Suburban Sun
Nothing gave off the glow of good All American health than a deep dark tan, and mid-century teens competed for the fastest tan in the west. After all, our handsome, vigorous young President sported a glamorous tan and who in
Sizzling in the Sixties Suburban Sun
Nothing gave off the glow of good All American health than a deep dark tan, and mid-century teens competed for the fastest tan in the west. After all, our handsome, vigorous young President sported a glamorous tan and who in
July 4th Celebration Cold War Style
Truthfully, I would always remember my first July 4th. It was 1956. The cold war was frozen solid. Never were American dreams more potent or more seductive than in Cold War America when the USA stood united and confident in
July 4th Celebration Cold War Style
Truthfully, I would always remember my first July 4th. It was 1956. The cold war was frozen solid. Never were American dreams more potent or more seductive than in Cold War America when the USA stood united and confident in
Remembrance of July 4th Parades Past
With the acrid smell of firecrackers lingering in the hot summer air, mid-century memories of July 4th Parades past return. The 1950s American Dream made manifest, the annual Independence day parade was a sugar coated, kodachrome kaleidoscope of you’re
Remembrance of July 4th Parades Past
With the acrid smell of firecrackers lingering in the hot summer air, mid-century memories of July 4th Parades past return. The 1950s American Dream made manifest, the annual Independence day parade was a sugar coated, kodachrome kaleidoscope of you’re
July 4th Hot Diggety Dog
Gathering for the Family Backyard Barbecue-Vintage illustration McCall’s Magazine 1955 A summer staple at my 1960’s family barbeques was the ritual hot dog competition not in competitive eating but dissecting who made the best toothsome well turned frank. The
July 4th Hot Diggety Dog
Gathering for the Family Backyard Barbecue-Vintage illustration McCall’s Magazine 1955 A summer staple at my 1960’s family barbeques was the ritual hot dog competition not in competitive eating but dissecting who made the best toothsome well turned frank. The
The Gay Bachelor And The Bride
Next to the waiter passing the champagne, my confirmed bachelor Great Uncle Harry was the most sought after man at a mid-century wedding. Vivacious and gay with wavy hair the color of honey, lush black eyelashes shading come hither eyes,
The Gay Bachelor And The Bride
Next to the waiter passing the champagne, my confirmed bachelor Great Uncle Harry was the most sought after man at a mid-century wedding. Vivacious and gay with wavy hair the color of honey, lush black eyelashes shading come hither eyes,
Oh! Jackie! Oh!
Collage by Sally Edelstein Mad Men’s Don and Megan Draper may have been nonplussed about the marriage of Jackie Kennedy to Aristotle Onassis that fall of 1968, but they were clearly in the minority. In a year filled with unprecedented
Oh! Jackie! Oh!
Collage by Sally Edelstein Mad Men’s Don and Megan Draper may have been nonplussed about the marriage of Jackie Kennedy to Aristotle Onassis that fall of 1968, but they were clearly in the minority. In a year filled with unprecedented
Ding Dong…Avon Calling
The lyrical sound of Ding Dong… Avon Calling was music to my mid-century mother’s ears. My father may have said he wanted to be a hands on kinda Dad but it was my Mother who had her hands filled especially
Ding Dong…Avon Calling
The lyrical sound of Ding Dong… Avon Calling was music to my mid-century mother’s ears. My father may have said he wanted to be a hands on kinda Dad but it was my Mother who had her hands filled especially
On the Front Lines With Coca Cola Pt. 1
During WWII the boys overseas were fighting for Mom, apple pie and a bottle of Coke. Coca Cola, as much a part of the American Dream as a white picket fence and baseball, has symbolized the American way of life,
On the Front Lines With Coca Cola Pt. 1
During WWII the boys overseas were fighting for Mom, apple pie and a bottle of Coke. Coca Cola, as much a part of the American Dream as a white picket fence and baseball, has symbolized the American way of life,
Liberace: In the Candelabra Lit Closet
In Your Dreams Next to Rock Hudson, Liberace was Sue Ellen Wolinski’s absolute dream date. Liberace was just so fabulously different from any other fellows she had ever met. A wonderful pianist, yes. But, OH! so much more. Come Wednesday
Liberace: In the Candelabra Lit Closet
In Your Dreams Next to Rock Hudson, Liberace was Sue Ellen Wolinski’s absolute dream date. Liberace was just so fabulously different from any other fellows she had ever met. A wonderful pianist, yes. But, OH! so much more. Come Wednesday
Envisioning The American Dream 