The point of that as I imagine (I never saw that episode) is that it was a comment on the state of television aimed at Blacks today which is shall I say, atrocious. Just sitting back and watching BET requires herculean strength on my part and others might agree. I concur, the idea that some...
*giggle* The jig is up. No I'm not the real Lena Horne, hm, which is kind of ironic in that lately I've been idolizing Dorothy Dandridge instead. Perhaps I ought to change my name.:)
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Wow.
I was asked to come over and give my opinion on the movie. I've found much more. I'm a black, 19 year old, female lover of the golden era. Through my "studies" I've learned to take most things in stride and credit it to it's times. While I've always found the Little Black Sambo...
I've been doing some reading lately about the current state of the economy as well as the affects of our issues with oil. Now I'm not here to start an argument about whether or not we are doing the right thing where that is concerned. But one very grim outcome that was posited by a professor...
That looks splendid, I'm sure it's even more fun to explore in person.
I had the chance to explore the John H. Bass mansion this past Sunday in Fort Wayne, Indiana. Though it has been converted into a library it is still fantastic just to go through the many rooms and wonder at what it would...
I read it straight through and though I'm familiar with this idea (mostly because I frequent other forums) I still am both amused and fascinated by it. Thank you for the reminder.
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I very nearly shot to the moon when I found my paternal grandfather's (not biological) old snapshot book from his time stationed in the army during the 1950s. He didn't go overseas or anything but it was chock full of photos of his and my grandmother's old friends. I'm led to believe he was a...
Oh baby am I reveling in this opportunity. I'm from the Arsenal of Democracy, the Motor City. My bread, my butter, all of it. I'm Detroit darling and we are certainly not blighted wasteland. Don't worry I don't take offense, I just want to be sure to point out that that is not the case...
I suppose for me, the sentimentality involved in finding long lost photos is that they remind me of the fact that I barely know anything about my family. My biological grandfather has never been involved with our family, I don't even know (or have a way of knowing for the most part) who my own...
What pains me most (these for the most part I think, are from Texas) is that these are families with faces and mannerisms and shared events just completely silenced by time. In the days of old people didn't have the advantage of the camera. Then they did and lo and behold, it's all for naught...
I was doing a casual search on Google while working on a wallpaper when I came across a collection of anonymous old family photographs on RootsWeb. I just thought that they would be interesting to share. It's also a little sad to note that these photographs--once so treasured--have simply...
I've had that happen to me a few times. I'll deliberately take food that has microwave instructions and go through the long oven directions because I like the way it tastes and the warmth (versus sheer heat) that the oven gives off. I don't plan to own a microwave or dishwasher when I start my...
By the time I kept removing my diapers (and apparently disposing of them in a very efficient manner, my mother never found a single one) my mother just decided to potty train me. Ah the days of plastic covers, down with Pull-Ups.
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I second and third votes for Cary Grant, William Holden and Gene Kelly. I'd also like to add Harry Belafonte, all I can think of is butterscotch pudding. Yum. Marlon Brando, James Dean and Paul Robeson. And even though he was technically rebelling against just about all of this, Jack...
I thought of that after hearing the news that Western Union had sent their last telegram, at least I can still send a replica. I personally do care for the time and the pace of those days. Now everything's so break neck speed, so... Ah well. Nothing I can do about it. Can't wish away...
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