Senior Prom (Not)
When my dad died in 1943, my mom didn’t want to stay in our apartment on Utopia Parkway, where he passed. Problem is, there’s a housing shortage and a war…
When my dad died in 1943, my mom didn’t want to stay in our apartment on Utopia Parkway, where he passed. Problem is, there’s a housing shortage and a war…
Short answer— Because Grandmommy’s roots are here and she loves this city. And, because, Granddaddy, a self righteous latchkey kid from New York, also loves this city and has wormed…
About 20 years ago, I was struggling with a bad case of colon cancer (Any such thing as a good case?). My treatment consisted of many doses of chemotherapy and…
It’s now 1972. We are now a family of five. Christine and Jim are 6 and 5 respectively. Jeffrey, born in Denver, is about a year old. The “Zero Population…
Here I go again. Frequently when musing about what to write, my mind wanders back to the exciting 60’s, with fallback to the fabulous 70’s. Back in early ‘64, I…
First, a tribute to Chuck Martin for telling me this story. I welcome your fact checking and editing, Chuck. From 1970-1974, I had the privilege to work at the Air…
Wow!! It’s 1970. I’m a 31-year old Air Force captain with an over 5000 hours of aircrew experience, as a navigator in C-130, C-141, and C-47 aircraft. I just finished…
About 70 years ago, in a galaxy far away called Flushing in Queens, NYC, there was Jack’s Station Sweet Shop, an ice cream, candy, newspaper, cigarette store and luncheonette. I…
Once upon a time, there was no GPS. You needed to at least glance at a road map. It’s about 1963. I had driven from Charleston to DC to visit…
The basic C-130 cockpit crew (circa 1965) is the Aircraft Commander (AC)/Pilot, Co-pilot, Flight Engineer, and moi, the Navigator. The crew I dreaded the most was an ancient Lieutenant Colonel…