“Cake? For me?” I was a happy camper at age four.
When your birthday falls on or around Christmas, people tend to offer you sympathy, as if it must be your loss, being overshadowed, and most likely overlooked, by the grander celebrations taking place worldwide.
I was never bothered. For me, the lights, the […]
Cheap thrill: crossing the ford through Rock Creek in 1960.
When my family moved from Pennsylvania to Northern Virginia in the early 1950s we lived for a while in a small motel on Arlington Boulevard, near Fort Myer, while my parents looked for a house.
We were within Frisbee range of the Nation’s Capitol. […]
Tie-dyed t-shirts had to be home-made in 1970, when only freaks wore them.
The crisp feeling in the air, the rustle of dry leaves skittering along the sidewalk, the scent of fresh apples — these things signal the most poetic time of the year, for me.
Others may wax nostalgic about spring or soft […]
My brother Jeff watched the ducks enjoy our backyard stream.
Audiences are trained to expect comedy from ducks.
Consider Donald. Also Daffy. And, of course, the Marx Brothers, who, while not ducks themselves, knew the value of a good duck joke.
So perhaps it’s understandable that when writer/director Nicole Bettauer’s 2005 independent film Duck […]
Claude Jones played real good for free at Fort Reno Park in 1970.
Everybody sing: “Back of my neck gettin’ hot and gritty.”
In 1966, whether you lived on a farm or in a penthouse, chances are you heard that Lovin Spoonful hit floating on the breeze. It was everywhere for a few weeks […]
My Dad, who would have been 91 tomorrow, was a lifelong cat lover, but he had room in his heart for dogs. This is Laddy, our collie who made life interesting in our tiny house until he bit the mailman and had to move to a farm where there was more room for him […]
I shot this portrait of my brothers Sam and Josh in 1959 with my first camera.
When I was nine years old I got my first camera through an offer on the back of a comic book. It wasn’t a Nikon.
However, although the camera was limited, it allowed me to take my first […]
Even though I rode a bike at a young age, I knew I was a girl. Check out the footwear.
Contrary to popular mythology, I didn’t learn everything I know from my cat.
I was schooled by the lyrics of Broadway musicals. In our house when I was growing up, these classic gems of […]
When I was 11-years-old I wanted nothing more than to be cool, Daddio.
So I read in the news that Facebook is not cool anymore.
Some of us had doubts about its coolness in the first place. But now it’s official, according to an article in a British newspaper which declared that Facebook is […]
Nothing says the ’50s like a poodle skirt.
Tinsel. Is it retro, passé, or environmentally irresponsible?
Don’t ask me. I only know it ain’t what it used to be. But then, what is?
As another Christmas eve hurtles closer on a wave of emotional expectations and quiet dread, I am, as usual, engulfed by […]