Some twenty years ago, as I was meandering through this thing called Life, I crashed in my sister’s basement for a while, as one chapter closed and I awaited for the next one to open. Not to get all Philosophical,, but I’ve come to believe that there’s a reason for where you are at any particular moment. Continue reading One Particular Harbor
During my lifetime, I’ve watched WAY too many movies. I even had grand illusions of writing a screenplay or two during my early days, such as the yet to be released Sci-fi thriller Work ‘Til You Die “Government regulations allow all adults to remain on paid vacation from the ages of 18 to 55, at which time they go to work for the remainder of their lifetimes”. Continue reading Unbreakable. Really?
This short clip shows ladies in their Easter get-ups, the original Ritalin Boy (your’s truly), an Egg Hunt at the original Woodstock Park, and my sister with our Grandmother Knode.
Hope that you had a nice Easter weekend.
Men in suits. Ladies with festive hats. Children in their Easter outfits. It’s the fifties on film. Saint Paul’s UCC. Woodstock, Virginia in 1950.
A four-year-old boy goes off to the grocery store, with his two-year-old sister in tow, to buy some laundry detergent for their Mother. It was only four blocks to the store. What could possibly go wrong? Continue reading Shopping in the 60’s (The Good Old Days)
It’s a pity that the beauty of Christmas isn’t shared throughout the year. Give this a listen.
I tell you what. I JUST got my hands on a copy of The Singing Christmas Tree performance from December 2017, at Saint Paul’s United Church of Christ in Woodstock, Virginia. And you know what? We were pretty daggone good. I’m an old rock & roller, listen to the Stones for breakfast, but live music of any kind is good music. Continue reading Christmas Music in Febuary