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A look back at 1957, our black and white world, our expectations, our ideals, and dreams. And why Lily Tomlin was correct when she said, “I always wanted to be somebody, but I should have been more specific.”
If you grew up when neighborhood drugstores sold little but medicine and sodas, when prescriptions cost 67 cents, and when Lime Rickeys, Green River, Lydia Pinkhams, and Hadacol were “the mostest,” this column’s for you.
Were drive-in movies of the 40s and 50s the sexually unrestrained “passion pits” of yore? Or is all that our inner-teenager’s imagination?
A story of heroics exactly 60 years ago. Meet pilot, John McLaughlin, then fly the restored WWII B-17 bomber Fuddy Duddy. Climb aboard. It’s going to be a bumpy ride.
Here’s why I believe Katharine and Audrey were the two standout artists of the 20th Century. It certainly wasn’t just their good looks and charm.
I haven’t thought about fender skirts in years. When I was a kid, I considered it such a funny term. It made me think of a car in a dress. Thinking about fender skirts started me thinking about other words that quietly disappear from our language with hardly a notice.
Wearing that first hat made me feel like an adult for the first time in my life. It told the world that I was now a man of substance, someone not to be trifled with.
Were things safer, simpler, even sexier back then (based on the theory that less is more)? A humorous look at then and now.
Every evening you’d find my extended family all out there recalling their days, catching up on the news, greeting and often sharing the evening’s dessert of rhubarb pie with passing neighbors.
It was Jezebel – beautiful, sensuous, and forbidden, a wanton mistress that threatened the very stability and sanctity of marriage.
It wasn’t much on looks. It had more miles on it than God. The clutch slipped, the rear shocks didn’t work, and inside it smelled like someone died. But that ’39 Studebaker was my first car, first love.
Many of us lost a dear friend on April 29, 2004, as the final Oldsmobile rolled off the assembly line. The oldest automotive brand name in US history died at age 106. What are your Olds memories? I share some of mine.
These statements were quite common during the 1950s. How many of today’s sayings will ring as true 50 years from now? How many can you remember today?
What a difference 40+ years can make! The following is from a 1950’s Home Economics textbook intended for high school girls, teaching them how to prepare for married life. LIKE ARCHIE BUNKER SAID, “THOSE WERE THE DAYS!” BUT THEN, EDITH WASN’T WORKING, WAS SHE?