How My Love Affair With Dogs Began With a Man named Moe
I woke up with Moe on the mind. My dog Moe, was not the first Moe in my life. The Three Stooges notwithstanding, the only other Moe I ever knew was my father’s law partner, who unknowingly was...
View ArticlePortrait of a Patriot A Picture Perfect July 4th 1962
When I was cleaning out my parents’ Long Island home a few years ago in advance of selling the 1955 shingled ranch house I grew up in, long-lost remnants of my otherwise well-documented childhood...
View ArticleSleep Away Camp 1969
I am honored to be a chosen winner for American Illustration 45. “Undercover- Facts of Life at Sleep Away Camp 1969” gauche on board by Sally Edelstein In the late 1960’s, a world before screens and...
View ArticleI Am An American
On a bookshelf in my cluttered office is a small, hardcover book I was given in third grade. The well-worn book nestled in between my many Dick, Jane, and Sally tomes is titled “I Am An American.” The...
View ArticleEvery Woman Has A Story
Every woman has a story. Or two. I was thirteen when an adult cousin of my father’s tried to kiss me in a way reserved only for romantic movies. But I guess, according to Megyn Kelly, it was ok...
View ArticleSmothering Comic’s Voice -The Smothers Brothers
First they came for the comedians… When a network lays off America’s greatest satirists, it’s not because they failed. It is because they succeeded too loudly. Satirists are necessary for the health...
View ArticleWill the Redskins Return? Whatever!
Many moons ago, Native Americans were on the warpath over the use of the offensive name Redskins for a football team. Woke Americans changed it to the Washington Commanders. Now, our long national...
View ArticleRemembering Bobby Sherman: A Teen Idol’s Legacy
The news of the death of teen idol Bobby Sherman yesterday finally surpassed all the Trump posts on my social media feed as women of a certain age lamented the passing of their first crush. And gay...
View ArticleHow My Love Affair With Dogs Began With a Man named Moe
I woke up with Moe on the mind. My dog Moe, was not the first Moe in my life. The Three Stooges notwithstanding, the only other Moe I ever knew was my father’s law partner, who unknowingly was...
View ArticleMy Proustian Moment
While poking around the basement the other day, I unearthed a treasure that I hadn’t seen in decades- a well-worn wooden box of Cray-Pas from my childhood. As I carefully opened up the cedar-colored...
View ArticleA Presidents Day of Firsts
George Washington’s Birthday 1969 will always be remembered as a weekend of firsts for me. Our long weekend getaway up to the Borscht Belt was the place where I learned to ski for the very first time...
View ArticleHair Washing Day
Yesterday morning after I showered and washed my hair I decided to take Moe out for a walk. Forgoing my usual blow drying, I chose to walk him with a head of wet hair letting the air dry it. Feeling...
View ArticleRemembering the Voice of Bob Newhart
” The Button-Down Mind Strikes Back” was Bob Newhart’s sequel to his best-selling album. While always a fan of Bob Newhart’s two landmark TV shows spanning nearly two decades, I was first introduced to...
View ArticleVisiting the New York World’s Fair With the Flintstones
The Flintstones at the New York Worlds Fair 1965 Official Souvenir copyrighted 1964 Hanna-Barbera Sixty years ago today The New York Worlds Fair 1964/1965 opened. If the New York Worlds Fair of...
View ArticleKen Rules Barbie
Kenergy claims its final victory over feminism, Maybe in BarbieLand– “She’s everything. He’s Just Ken,” but in OscarLand the predictable winner is…. patriarchy. Yet again, a female film director of a...
View ArticleThe Shame of My Off Brand Barbies
If 2023 was the year of Barbie, inspiring grown women to dust off their old Barbie dolls in a pink wave of nostalgia – it took until now for the phenomenon to finally free me to confess a long-held...
View ArticleSixty Years Ago November 22, 1963 An Ordinary Day Turned Extraordinary
Friday, November 22, 1963, began as ordinarily as any other school day. That crisp N.Y. fall morning gave no indication that 60 years later it would be one burned into my consciousness. By afternoon,...
View ArticleBarbie and the Bomb
While other girls my age coveted a Barbie Dream House in 1962, I longed for a home fallout shelter. It was the great disappointment of my mid-century childhood that my New York family never had one....
View ArticleA Flintstone Milestone
Yabba Dabba Doo! Pebbles Flintstone just turned 60 years old. That’s right kids, Fred and Wilma’s fashion-forward baby forever dressed in a leopard-spotted loincloth and rocking a dinosaur bone in her...
View ArticleMr. Magoo Christmas Carol
For some, it may not be Christmas without Charlie Brown, but my Christmas heart always belonged to Mr. Magoo. Just as I preferred my great American novels in Classic Comic Book form, so I preferred my...
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