1957: At the Movies

I still like the social aspect of seeing movies at the theater. But with high prices at the ticket booth (what ever happened to the cheap matinee?) and the popcorn line, annoying pre-show advertisements and cheesy dancing candies on the screen, it’s getting harder and harder to justify it. And it doesn’t help that movie […]

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1935: Play

I’ve been spending my Sunday sewing velvet curtains for a puppet theater that my dad built for my nieces, Olivia and Iris. It is a belated Christmas present to them from him, and I offered my ~ahem~ skills as a sewer of straight edges and square and rectangular shapes (about all I can handle — […]

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Getting Closer

I’ve been so distracted lately — my dear sweet dog Frieda’s been quite sick, sad to say — that I’d almost let the Miss Abigail book slip my mind. But then the “uncorrected proofs” showed up in my mailbox today, and there it was, in my hands. Not the final thing, of course, but it […]

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