You're the expert, Lizzie, but from what I see I'll go with Easy. Those wringers still frighten me: when my mother was washing my kid sister's diapers she'd tell me about how her mom once got her hand caught in a wringer: I was convinced that if I stepped too close to it I'd end up as a...
Look at it this way. So few people today appreciate the past and those who came before them, even in their own family. They throw out priceless mementos because they don't want to deal with the clutter of "old junk." You have a treasure trove that someday you'll pass along to your child, or a...
Sorry for the late reply, Wally. I have heard nothing but rave reviews from friends who have taken the Coast Starlight. The train features a lounge car exclusively for first class passengers, with daily wine tastings. I'd definitely go for it if I could make the trip.
As I recall reading about that Boston event of 1775, it arose out of the issue of colonial taxation by a parliament that did not contain colonial members. The concern itself of the British government was legitimate: reimbursement of costs incurred for the military protection of the colonies-...
We got Casey about 2 months ago. He's our mutt: his sibs Chloe and Calvin are pugs. I really wanted an English Bulldog or a Frenchie as Dog #3, but my sister is in the process of downsizing and we took him in. Bichon/ Shih Tzu mix.
He turned 1 year old on September 11. He came from a home...
Black Mass. Depp gave an absolutely chilling performance as South Boston mobster James "Whitey" Bulger. And he really conveyed the point that there is nothing noble, romantic, or honorable about the man.
But the more contemptible individual was FBI Special Agent John Connolly, played by Joel...
My aunt had a neighbor, befriended by my mom, who was known as "Depression Helen." Every time the three would meet for coffee and cake, the recounts of their impoverished childhood memories would pour forth faster than the percolated Maxwell House. Helen was always the one with the most dramatic...
It was an eighteen year stretch where we in the US were certainly on top of the world in terms of prosperity- although I can remember at the age of four (1958) living in fear of the Soviets- at least until the next broadcast of Captain Kangaroo came on. I do remember following the Cuban Missile...
The irony is that our dads were both born in the same year. My dad died in his 80th year, ironically from an on the job injury he suffered 5 days before his passing. He worked to the very end: it was how he was wired.
Aside from his work ethic, it's ironic but my dad actually hated it when I...
A sense of humor is essential and it even makes the passion for the past more fun.
Nothing like stopping for a bite in a restaurant after a Civil War reenactment and having someone ask, "Why are you dressed like that?" I usually reply, "Our religion requires that we dress this way. We're...
My World War II dream, well, I wish it were more romantic- like Gregory Peck piloting Flying Fortress, enduring flak and strafing fire from Me-109's or such. But instead, I find myself as a company level German army officer on the Eastern Front. My men have inadequate winter clothing, and each...
It's a recurring dream, and perhaps that ought to frighten me. The Flying Elevated Train.
Chicago, Boston, and New York all have former elevated rapid transit lines that usually met their demise due to construction of subway lines. In Chicago, the Garfield Park line bit the dust in the early...
Reminds me of one of my wife's relations. I met her when she was 103 years old. Very bright, well read (first female grad of Baylor University, and her long gone husband had been the first Rhodes Scholar from Texas) and a great conversationalist. She apologized for not being as up on current...
You clearly were not as gullible as my little sister. I convinced her that the Australian army had trained kangaroos to carry ammunition to the front lines in their pouches during the First World War- and after the war had them delivering mail in the outback in like manner. And...she bought it!
On a more optimistic note: last year we rode VIA Rail between Toronto and Montreal and return. My wife booked Business class, so I was able to have a nice onboard meal and enjoy free soft drinks. Fast, clean, comfortable, and on time both ways. She's not inclined to like trains, but she really...
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