Thursday, May 26, 2011
Monday, May 02, 2011
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Indiana 1958

This is the infamous tricycle the seat of which a neighborhood girl had the utter temerity to pee upon thenceforth permanently contaminating it in the mind of my young sister. She refused to ever ride it again. I however was not quite so fastidious and quickly commandeered the vehicle.
Wednesday, March 09, 2011
Monday, February 14, 2011
Monday, January 24, 2011
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Deja vu

Sometimes you think you've lived before/ all that you've lived today/ Things you do come back to you/ as though you knew the way./Some things that happened for the first time seem to be happening again/ The clothes you're wearing are the clothes you wore/ For the smile you are smiling you were smiling then/ But I can't remember where or when" Frank Sinatra
Where or when?
Friday, December 31, 2010
Saturday, December 25, 2010

Nothing says Christmas like a pink sparkly Santa Claus. Thanks to my friend Denise who has an expert eye for the perfect vintage find!
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Friday, December 17, 2010

I've had had fun making these cards but I just uhh haven't mailed them yet.

Merry Christmas everyone!
Saturday, November 27, 2010
Savour

The Campfire Kids was a club started by a bunch of us kiddies in our neighborhood. The sole purpose of this club was to burn campfires in the woods. We kind of had to sneak around to do this. I'm not recommending this practice but it was a lot of fun.We exhibited extreme caution and cleared the area and put down rocks to encircle the pit. At first we cooked marshmallows and hotdogs then we cooked apples and potatoes in the coals. They tasted best encrusted with ash. Warm and savoury! I trust you and yours had a blessed Thanksgiving around the home fires.
Friday, November 05, 2010
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Transportation

In the 1950's when I went to Kindergarten my teacher did not allow the girls to play with the these big wooden toy trucks the classroom was outfitted with. Under normal conditions I probably wouldn't have wanted to play with the vehicles but their forbidden nature made them particularly alluring.
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Old Fashioned

My grandmother,who will turn 103 this October 12th,recalls roaming throughout the Bronx on her roller skates. She remembers riding with her Aunt Minnie on a horse drawn trolley. She remembers when the New York subway opened up, saw the ticker tape parade for Lindberg among many other things. What a treasure trove she is. My grandmother phones me regularly and gives me the rundown on everything that's going on. Nothing gets by her. What a blessing it is to still have her formidable wisdom and wit.
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