tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16775521591269463392024-02-19T04:08:59.036-05:00Bob's Whirl-A-Go-GoBobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08021147479838791565noreply@blogger.comBlogger513125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1677552159126946339.post-8221286866147750382021-02-11T11:19:00.003-05:002021-02-11T11:19:48.482-05:00Cup Glory<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Ben Cooper competitor Collegeville's box art was my inspiration for the pic above, for the blog a few years ago.<br /><br /></div>
Bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08021147479838791565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1677552159126946339.post-19997521592903234222017-10-30T22:56:00.005-04:002017-10-30T22:56:50.237-04:00Never-made Space Age aprtments<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This project never got past the planning stage and though an apartment complex was built on the site almost a decade later, Lakeland was clearly not ready, plus you could easily buy a regular house for less than the price of these apartments in 1959.Bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08021147479838791565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1677552159126946339.post-55233549163938312412017-05-10T00:35:00.002-04:002017-05-10T00:44:14.667-04:00Cantata 700<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Mat from <a href="http://www.techmoan.com/blog/2016/5/11/retro-tech-the-3m-cantata-700-background-music-machine.html" target="_blank">Techmoan</a> takes a look at 3M's Cantata 700, a tape-based background music system from the '60s.<br />
I've always had an affection for the (often-derided) instrumentals Muzak was originally known for and easy-listening music stations — the stuff that came back into vogue with the lounge revival at the recent turn of the century — from frequently hearing it in the Seventies. Mat has an hour of music from the Cantata 700 available <a href="https://my.pcloud.com/publink/show?code=XZ4l7mZnSjoCJz2EJhRYszaf6D984h0vuaX" target="_blank">here</a>. For more background music, check out <a href="http://seeburg1000.com/" target="_blank">this</a>.<br />
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British Pathé reminds us that the late Fifties was the Age of the Teenager.</div>
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Bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08021147479838791565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1677552159126946339.post-13622064715689368352012-11-18T02:40:00.000-05:002012-11-18T03:05:54.136-05:00The shelf life of Hostess<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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While potential buyers queue up for a slice of — or the whole — <a href="http://dealbook.nytimes.com/2012/11/16/a-push-to-save-the-twinkies/" target="_blank">Hostess</a> pie, I am more worried about the fate of my beloved childhood favorites, the Peanuts-hawked Dolly Madison snacks.
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<i>Peter Gowland of Los Angeles found famous photographer Arthur "Weegee" Fellig on Zuma Beach, Calif., with model Maila Nurmi, who has a 19-inch waistline, and couldn't resist the temptation to make this picture. He used a 2¼ x 2¼ Automatic Rolliflex with a 75-mm Zeiss Tessar </i>f<i>/3.5 lens, and exposure was 1/100 second at </i>f<i>8 on Kodak Super-XX film.</i></blockquote>
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<i>Popular Photography</i> December, 1951.</div>
Bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08021147479838791565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1677552159126946339.post-19437375458289182742012-09-13T03:54:00.001-04:002012-09-13T03:58:45.231-04:00The forest is sure a lot of things<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hdUQrGht7NE" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="360"></iframe></div>Bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08021147479838791565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1677552159126946339.post-47728515027957040522012-09-11T02:46:00.010-04:002012-09-13T03:54:29.579-04:00Dishonest injun?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaxHO6UnzGjAv1JQ9a2tjIlmkcmrBeSc-gTUW0bxojfzu8O0CG0Zia0xKoEbd24fGyxZhQEEy0dp_bZ8L68tokXpGffLvK3LYXKOuzuG4xOCdCIZoO-Q2BPnw_RXPjBdILOvtwX17t73N0/s1600/goodrich+sport+shoes+1924.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaxHO6UnzGjAv1JQ9a2tjIlmkcmrBeSc-gTUW0bxojfzu8O0CG0Zia0xKoEbd24fGyxZhQEEy0dp_bZ8L68tokXpGffLvK3LYXKOuzuG4xOCdCIZoO-Q2BPnw_RXPjBdILOvtwX17t73N0/s400/goodrich+sport+shoes+1924.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5787517716052882146" border="0" /></a><br />After I saw this ad in a 1924 issue of <i>Boys' Life</i>, I wanted to know more about Chief Buffalo Child Long Lance.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe src="http://www.nfb.ca/film/long_lance/embed/player" width="530" height="345"></iframe></div><p><a href="http://www.nfb.ca/film/long_lance/" target="_blank"><em>Long Lance</em></a>, <a href="http://www.nfb.ca/" target="_blank">National Film Board of Canada</a></p><br />Bernie Dichek's award-winning 1986 documentary <i>Long Lance</i> is based on Donald Smith's book <span style="font-style: italic;">Chief Buffalo Child Long Lance: The Glorious Impostor</span> and the writings of Long Lance.<br /><br />Was he a total fraud? Well, not like <a href="http://www.snopes.com/movies/actors/ironeyes.asp">Iron Eyes Cody</a> (a son of Italian immigrants — a movie Indian — best known for giving the USA collective pangs of guilt in the 1970s with a <a href="http://youtu.be/DH0U2AsyoWU">single</a> <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=862cXNfxwmE">tear</a>), Long Lance was born Sylvester Long in North Carolina to parents of mixed race (including Native American) but he <span style="font-style: italic;">became </span>an Indian as a way of escaping from the limits of the segregated South.<br /><br />From a wild west show to the Carlisle School to Canada, to the Great War and back to Canada as a journalist and writer then to mingling with New York's high society in the '20s to a fall from grace in the '30s after he was exposed and finally to a tragic end in Los Angeles in 1932. Like Don Quixote, Long Lance turned his dreams into reality but unlike Cervantes' hero who became remembered as a true knight errant, Long Lance is now remembered more for his fraud.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe src="http://archive.org/embed/TheSilentEnemy" width="640" frameborder="0" height="480"></iframe><br /></div>In the Canadian docudrama <i>The Silent Enemy</i> (1930) Long Lance plays Baluk, mighty hunter, whose silent foe was hunger.<br /><br /><blockquote style="font-style: italic;">Such unusual films as "Chang" "Moana" "Rango" and "Tabu," "With Byrd at the South Pole" and "The Silent Enemy" prove that photodramas with plots, intrigue and similar ingredients, are but mere trash that deal only with surface trivialities and overlook the basic rhythms that underlie all things. The motion picture camera with its intermittent mechanism is a cosmic instrument designed to record the natural and synthetic rhythms of which it is a part. A film becomes cinematic only when it manifests the cosmic principles of form and movement.</blockquote><div style="text-align: right;">—— <span style="font-style: italic;">Cinematic Design</span> by Leonard Hacker, 1931.</div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_0EMCfOz7RzfWn_dFvE11L1sBIDvDSbPThy7F-rvSKkzF-TD-iPcS3bZVA9ZBes1-i5kUXYpJvLsz9v2vM1GBZQmJofCm6MCy12f8Hm3KZmYvTSe8Ol6MACXXsLodc0LSowzBkJEXhVyW/s1600/Long+Lance+Goodrich+31.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_0EMCfOz7RzfWn_dFvE11L1sBIDvDSbPThy7F-rvSKkzF-TD-iPcS3bZVA9ZBes1-i5kUXYpJvLsz9v2vM1GBZQmJofCm6MCy12f8Hm3KZmYvTSe8Ol6MACXXsLodc0LSowzBkJEXhVyW/s400/Long+Lance+Goodrich+31.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5787556928594591618" border="0" /></a>Still selling the Long Lance model high-tops in 1931, B.F. Goodrich used scenes from <i>The Silent Killer</i> to help promote the shoe — supposedly designed with the help of Chief Long Lance — in a series of ads. The next year Long was dead of what the coroner decided was a suicide.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiCAS2hUWDWYK0XBTaYK5JQtEoKP4la0lSYxWpSKa-e1fVeFanH9_pgmnsyCRMgbMO7mmv5lbFSNgG8huA4SNs7dCB-ewdn1Xu4WtY_J3tA19bFrWS8NucL3SEA1jHlFrR4r97bfLcw26h/s1600/Picture+16.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiCAS2hUWDWYK0XBTaYK5JQtEoKP4la0lSYxWpSKa-e1fVeFanH9_pgmnsyCRMgbMO7mmv5lbFSNgG8huA4SNs7dCB-ewdn1Xu4WtY_J3tA19bFrWS8NucL3SEA1jHlFrR4r97bfLcw26h/s400/Picture+16.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5787558529825649858" border="0" /></a><br />Recommended viewing: <a href="http://www.nfb.ca/film/reel_injun_trailer"><span style="font-style: italic;">Reel Injun</span></a><br />Bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08021147479838791565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1677552159126946339.post-34714351914823214192012-08-02T06:47:00.001-04:002012-08-02T06:51:48.229-04:00Team up, look elegant in 'I Love Lucy' pajamas!If those 1953 PJs don't scream "Lucy" at you then maybe the unbreakable vinyl version of Little Ricky will — Ricky Jr. the baby all America loves (marketed the previous year as a nameless girl).<div class="separator"style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS39FTjnnw8WQSuvZ2HelaEWjHkjyrxWKhvNtj9SCV_Em7Euzd4jeoj15vA3HXvqeYHNtrl9gTRQTaP31JTqo0F8RhraNdCt8S9LYovfiCu5T5Y9x8nJuVQy8F67CxeldKfTwOKs3Dk9Dj/s640/blogger-image-772787828.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS39FTjnnw8WQSuvZ2HelaEWjHkjyrxWKhvNtj9SCV_Em7Euzd4jeoj15vA3HXvqeYHNtrl9gTRQTaP31JTqo0F8RhraNdCt8S9LYovfiCu5T5Y9x8nJuVQy8F67CxeldKfTwOKs3Dk9Dj/s640/blogger-image-772787828.jpg" /></a></div>Bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08021147479838791565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1677552159126946339.post-44713863609908519322012-07-04T08:02:00.001-04:002012-07-04T08:02:11.616-04:00<div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzL_z2pvc99gQErv8pWLOKdgjFK3E3hFvHAWwZIKOJhJQzc5gRiDDakL-kC9BHyUj4KUstegJCsj0RlXH-I8AMMk2MzHIcBko3LPmpiRF_KGuxBinWyOmltrgNTK0N2DStEhQ8KyHdG2B6/s640/blogger-image-721150014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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Tune in your radio — or the Internet — to <a href="http://wfmu.org/playlists/BS">WFMU</a> Tuesday nights at 9 pm for The Best Show with <a href="http://www.friendsoftom.com/">Tom Scharpling</a>.
Tonight's episode is No. 500 and doubtless will be full of the usual music, mirth and mayhem.Bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08021147479838791565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1677552159126946339.post-30829629011870311012012-05-16T10:18:00.000-04:002012-05-20T10:44:39.200-04:00Happy Birthday Mr. Fripp<div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj74WyU2W7T_LQiwW-XHtzQ-wgsexLr9RgQoPO9FjowD1wvl6fxxEeoa7xYxLruqLlMwPhP1ymB9wS0xpKQsQt3Sgw7ERmSNqaHJnv_VWidYKIWf9-Yfd8Z42NoOb4O31DnTFEdD8stoIFy/s640/blogger-image-1530339784.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj74WyU2W7T_LQiwW-XHtzQ-wgsexLr9RgQoPO9FjowD1wvl6fxxEeoa7xYxLruqLlMwPhP1ymB9wS0xpKQsQt3Sgw7ERmSNqaHJnv_VWidYKIWf9-Yfd8Z42NoOb4O31DnTFEdD8stoIFy/s640/blogger-image-1530339784.jpg" /></a></div>
Photo by William CouponBobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08021147479838791565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1677552159126946339.post-44021499939136550352012-04-17T00:00:00.000-04:002012-04-17T00:00:01.913-04:00'The Case of the Hooterville Refund Fraud'<div style="text-align: center;"><object height="288" width="512"><param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/UfNmdsA2CMqNqQivNThTCg/0/1537/i82"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/UfNmdsA2CMqNqQivNThTCg/0/1537/i82" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="288" width="512"></embed></object></div>Bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08021147479838791565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1677552159126946339.post-62184023947413534092012-03-23T20:40:00.002-04:002012-03-23T22:59:27.135-04:00Mad Men: The Game<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nW5mZey1iXw" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="420"></iframe><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br />Just in time for the long-awaited season 5 opener of Mad Men, the Fine Bros give us this very fine choose-your-own-adventure style game.<br /></div></div>Bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08021147479838791565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1677552159126946339.post-76656689905422455142012-02-16T23:11:00.000-05:002023-11-16T18:57:04.775-05:00Off by a trillion<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5EEBq39BfWEhYpWUo2Kztw8XGQ3ivFLR2QK3t_kpuQAVDV-5OJftW9zAw5fQtXEjS8J9N8Yi4sMrHLMgt_5oIHD5NtkrHlpn0BYPTOfh4iWnNlJgFwHpc2PfkF12Q7Nn4Yyob4PzkEu8D/s1600/Connie+Hodgson+vs+OARAC.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709936005430534370" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5EEBq39BfWEhYpWUo2Kztw8XGQ3ivFLR2QK3t_kpuQAVDV-5OJftW9zAw5fQtXEjS8J9N8Yi4sMrHLMgt_5oIHD5NtkrHlpn0BYPTOfh4iWnNlJgFwHpc2PfkF12Q7Nn4Yyob4PzkEu8D/s400/Connie+Hodgson+vs+OARAC.png" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 388px;" /></a><span style="font-size: 78%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Click on the picture for a closer look<br /><br /><br /></span></span></div>In this General Electric promotional photo from 1953 Mrs. Connie Hodgson, of Syracuse, N.Y., displays her figure and figures after taking on GE's Office of Air Research Automatic Computer in a mathematical challenge. She was one of a half dozen intelligent adults multiplying 8,645,392,175 by 8,645,392,175. <br /><br />Mrs. Hodgson is pointing to the line where she forgot to carry a one and ended up one trillion off in her product. She shouldn't feel too bad, none of the humans — who took from 4 ½ to over 8 minutes — got the answer right. The correct answer, by the way, is 74,742,805,859,551,230,625 and was solved by <a href="http://elabalumni.org/ts_oarac.htm">OARAC</a> in a fraction of a second.Bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08021147479838791565noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1677552159126946339.post-64603186796762074022012-02-16T07:53:00.004-05:002012-02-17T00:37:20.046-05:00Optical wardrobe<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFB0zPHRiG6QSsjgP4UJt_7rkH-cXRaDWcGGp9eLKnXJzcoOoGRQwD_y0et2-j59jTOPHN4MKu4DzzBUiK8PqDfIIqd6YcUvy5NREyCGOGMSogLozlZvJqmV-VQkGgsaE35lIx6aLQR7aN/s1600/Shuron+Optical+Wardrobe+1946.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 158px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFB0zPHRiG6QSsjgP4UJt_7rkH-cXRaDWcGGp9eLKnXJzcoOoGRQwD_y0et2-j59jTOPHN4MKu4DzzBUiK8PqDfIIqd6YcUvy5NREyCGOGMSogLozlZvJqmV-VQkGgsaE35lIx6aLQR7aN/s400/Shuron+Optical+Wardrobe+1946.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709717866966507778" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoSWBgj1enoN51uVbyae6Hj_hC_F6pS_CDk35OJxqTRJfwS8SdAv8ORJXuwq70hU9xMzh_romhyphenhyphenTB6XXMHPAI4-HWEfEjhngwL7u0zgSWx-AFNbMvzrmCVTeLvFOe4EDVaWwkICSKziUQW/s1600/Shuron+Optical+Wardrobe+1947.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 158px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoSWBgj1enoN51uVbyae6Hj_hC_F6pS_CDk35OJxqTRJfwS8SdAv8ORJXuwq70hU9xMzh_romhyphenhyphenTB6XXMHPAI4-HWEfEjhngwL7u0zgSWx-AFNbMvzrmCVTeLvFOe4EDVaWwkICSKziUQW/s400/Shuron+Optical+Wardrobe+1947.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709717878769719778" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" >Click on the pictures for a closer look.</span><br /></div><br /><br /><a href="http://www.shuron.com/">Shuron</a> is still making frames; I've worn their Ronsir Revelation and now the Sidewinder (in mod, clear plastic).<br />Michael Martone's "Views of My Glasses" from his book <i><a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=fHh5r_Fk3_MC&lpg=PT148&dq=shuron&pg=PT146#v=onepage&q&f=false">Racing in Place</a></i> is an entertaining look at his own Ronsir frames.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3H5gZU0e2zkaAG2GzPJ6rwzeB-9tXAyPTNA9y2oq5SHrBwYLBovcNU6FM0GMiz0QfXk5uR2u_IFZWgVUWMFpAE7D6-ivqXIwBVGtfQKacCTdW4-b6ChYx8vdM7oOf23d05mrsNSqYb0KF/s1600/Pince-nez+Shuron.+Reading+Eagle.4.25.53.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 284px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3H5gZU0e2zkaAG2GzPJ6rwzeB-9tXAyPTNA9y2oq5SHrBwYLBovcNU6FM0GMiz0QfXk5uR2u_IFZWgVUWMFpAE7D6-ivqXIwBVGtfQKacCTdW4-b6ChYx8vdM7oOf23d05mrsNSqYb0KF/s400/Pince-nez+Shuron.+Reading+Eagle.4.25.53.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709955994542444482" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Reading Eagle </span>April 25, 1953</span></span><br /></div><br />This UPI item from 1953 shows that Shuron has making "retro" frames for quite a while.<br />I did briefly consider <a href="%3Ca%20onblur=%22try%20%7Bparent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully%28%29;%7D%20catch%28e%29%20%7B%7D%22%20href=%22https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3H5gZU0e2zkaAG2GzPJ6rwzeB-9tXAyPTNA9y2oq5SHrBwYLBovcNU6FM0GMiz0QfXk5uR2u_IFZWgVUWMFpAE7D6-ivqXIwBVGtfQKacCTdW4-b6ChYx8vdM7oOf23d05mrsNSqYb0KF/s1600/Pince-nez+Shuron.+Reading+Eagle.4.25.53.png%22%3E%3Cimg%20style=%22display:block;%20margin:0px%20auto%2010px;%20text-align:center;cursor:pointer;%20cursor:hand;width:%20353px;%20height:%20284px;%22%20src=%22https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3H5gZU0e2zkaAG2GzPJ6rwzeB-9tXAyPTNA9y2oq5SHrBwYLBovcNU6FM0GMiz0QfXk5uR2u_IFZWgVUWMFpAE7D6-ivqXIwBVGtfQKacCTdW4-b6ChYx8vdM7oOf23d05mrsNSqYb0KF/s400/Pince-nez+Shuron.+Reading+Eagle.4.25.53.png%22%20border=%220%22%20alt=%22%22id=%22BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709955994542444482%22%20/%3E%3C/a%3E">pince-nez</a> a few years ago before deciding to go back to the Ronsir style which I wore in college in the late '80s/early '90s.Bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08021147479838791565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1677552159126946339.post-22203330971477364882012-02-14T06:23:00.001-05:002012-02-14T06:23:00.755-05:00Easy Living<iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hLqlgpZ2vVc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>Bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08021147479838791565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1677552159126946339.post-38602722466308392852012-02-05T17:36:00.000-05:002012-02-05T17:39:33.906-05:00'Batman to the Rescue'<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lK05PJ00F3U" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="420"></iframe></div>Bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08021147479838791565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1677552159126946339.post-33720485675760663682012-02-03T07:19:00.003-05:002012-02-03T21:43:13.592-05:00Love. peace + soul<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qOeGDIPd4TM" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="420"></iframe><br /></div>Bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08021147479838791565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1677552159126946339.post-66569132119622377402012-02-02T23:22:00.001-05:002012-02-03T22:39:37.658-05:00Sallie Blair: Barefoot Bombshell<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYJkd2BKr1f-kB7iZfavkneZ9ZWJSrgA-7poXQ3mDro2mXk85I8MfNlGsItCHLIDL2s4dNVoVeQl5oodbfJV6NfOpttEU9pePDiJ85Z_md41JVChW183NviLmz3fdoImwaU05ixQ3ErNtR/s1600/Negro+Digest+Oct.+1963+Sallie+Blair.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 92px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYJkd2BKr1f-kB7iZfavkneZ9ZWJSrgA-7poXQ3mDro2mXk85I8MfNlGsItCHLIDL2s4dNVoVeQl5oodbfJV6NfOpttEU9pePDiJ85Z_md41JVChW183NviLmz3fdoImwaU05ixQ3ErNtR/s320/Negro+Digest+Oct.+1963+Sallie+Blair.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636034528399776226" border="0" /></a><br />In the October 1963 <i>Negro Digest</i> a reader asked "Once Sallie Blair seemed en route to the Bigtime. Her photo made Esquire's center spread, and she was booked into the de luxe supper clubs. What happened?"<br />The reply was "That's show business, really. However, Miss Blair now has a new act and a new look and is on the way up again."<br />Walter Winchell called the beautiful nightclub singer who often performed barefoot "Sex with a capital X" and "sort of like Lena Horne with baby fat." She received mentions in Dorothy Kilgallen's column as well as in often gossipy-toned items in <i>Jet</i> magazine.<br /><br />Born Sarah Bolling Mason Hutchins in Baltimore, Md. to Sarah Mason and Carlos Hutchins (a golf pro, who in 1942 was secretary of the Citizens' Civil Rights Committee, which formed in response to the segregation of Baltimore's all-white — and better-maintained — golf courses), Sallie Blair had all the ingredients to be a much bigger star than she was. In his memoir <a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=lqHHgmB5l5AC&lpg=PA102&dq=sallie%20blair&pg=PP1#v=onepage&q=sallie%20blair&f=false"><span style="font-style: italic;">There and Back</span></a>, Jazz drummer Roy Porter claims it was an alcohol problem that held her back from greater success, though I have not seen any corroboration of this.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX4m8InMW_mEN4JGZsw8yObaqPQvSiGHVudb5gxeeLw6CY91aEgTb7d3mi-B7kVn0959zeO7ulQOPgH5tgL3NFTLxcGYd1P1mAhzlTsOvE81J3WJ6Y3qa8Mp_cTL9NFgBxVsJqxF_gcdfR/s1600/Jet+3.5.53+Sallie.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 72px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX4m8InMW_mEN4JGZsw8yObaqPQvSiGHVudb5gxeeLw6CY91aEgTb7d3mi-B7kVn0959zeO7ulQOPgH5tgL3NFTLxcGYd1P1mAhzlTsOvE81J3WJ6Y3qa8Mp_cTL9NFgBxVsJqxF_gcdfR/s400/Jet+3.5.53+Sallie.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700481894995749266" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Jet </span>March 5, 1953</span></span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSCXQOhQ18ZVYaeNfwBMJxvdlTA2qIRMjES3NYlKxI5H-GqWxfS4c1BPQBS7V1jcsKgcp3XFuSxreITc1ScxCnWsdfPsWSwtlLm-7igYn1rA6sfGM7_GCP2p95YJ1Mrr2p2fF6HqOwapDb/s1600/SallieblondeJet53.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSCXQOhQ18ZVYaeNfwBMJxvdlTA2qIRMjES3NYlKxI5H-GqWxfS4c1BPQBS7V1jcsKgcp3XFuSxreITc1ScxCnWsdfPsWSwtlLm-7igYn1rA6sfGM7_GCP2p95YJ1Mrr2p2fF6HqOwapDb/s400/SallieblondeJet53.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700392376664966162" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Jet</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> July 23, 1953</span></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Click on the pictures for a closer look<br /><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz759qSv2mMe2T7pnUPy2xxqdfxogOwPO4RGAcyml816l2LozzGjDYEUIhuMTuHqNtIzjMqnXGX4sH4Cvwv_ujnQiayvSHIxATtukiE9tMjor9k5HFULKAewP6p_aenDNcPaRs2fTfeJEy/s1600/Sallie+Blair+Tan.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz759qSv2mMe2T7pnUPy2xxqdfxogOwPO4RGAcyml816l2LozzGjDYEUIhuMTuHqNtIzjMqnXGX4sH4Cvwv_ujnQiayvSHIxATtukiE9tMjor9k5HFULKAewP6p_aenDNcPaRs2fTfeJEy/s400/Sallie+Blair+Tan.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700381594616226594" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Jet</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> May 13, 1954</span></span><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEillvwJZ1h27mltL5i0Uxmz1l0JOjw9QKWW97msCWaMhlhXitHIkqV4e-R-CtczX8SPTPWJWJEgRdHHiLB5qRv9uUEgwipJnGRkKH5Qxxn7UXxXqUICRPMcMEjzwvzPSmfFgNiBBFOFC6mk/s1600/Sallie%2527s+So+Happy+Washington+Afro-American+1.17.56.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 395px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEillvwJZ1h27mltL5i0Uxmz1l0JOjw9QKWW97msCWaMhlhXitHIkqV4e-R-CtczX8SPTPWJWJEgRdHHiLB5qRv9uUEgwipJnGRkKH5Qxxn7UXxXqUICRPMcMEjzwvzPSmfFgNiBBFOFC6mk/s400/Sallie%2527s+So+Happy+Washington+Afro-American+1.17.56.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700384192520220578" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Washington Afro-American</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> January 17, 1956</span></span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;">"The jaded eye I reserve for night-club openings (the one on the left that droops a little) got the shock of its life (and that's a metaphor that droops a little) the other night … it was present with the rest of me for the Sunset Strip debut of a lady who electrified an audience like nothing I've seen since the dawn of Eartha Kitt … Her name is Sallie Blair … and her opening night was a spectacle of the crazy, wonderful things that happen once in a while in show business … She came here unknown to <a href="http://www.hollywoodphotographs.com/category/113-1/mocambo-nightclub/">Mocambo</a>'s ringside regulars. But before she had returned for a final encore, even <a href="http://www.yesfreearticles.com/arts-and-entertainment/movies/ciros-nightclub-an-icon-of-entertainment-history/">Herman Hoover</a> had heard about her … Miss Blair is going to be a star … And while I'm not a gambling man, I'd take a friendly bet on it … She looks like <a href="http://youtu.be/tKIGEpSAu9I">Abbe Lane</a> … And when she sings, she sighs … A combination like that, I can tell you from personal experience, does more for us folks over 35 than <a href="http://www.old-time.com/commercials/1940%27s/Over%2035.htm">Serutan</a> … If I sound a little giddy about the lady, I am … This young lady could sing 'Old Gray Bonnet' and make it sound suggestive." Paul Coates, <span style="font-style: italic;">The Los Angeles Mirror-News</span> (as reported in <span style="font-style: italic;">The Baltimore Afro-American</span> December 22, 1956)<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBTj9sJYITsLnuymcVHLUJmsX8941k8FNOw_YBv7oZHWC9JfPkST_9WDDssL5JqOqxncjFUCg8sBxZbjnoQ7VtVQexkcH_dhOJKf5EO1pIWxIlD32bVsjrglXNGAUMi1HyXQsVWYfEpafO/s1600/Sallie+Blair+Green+Hair+The+Afro+American+1957.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBTj9sJYITsLnuymcVHLUJmsX8941k8FNOw_YBv7oZHWC9JfPkST_9WDDssL5JqOqxncjFUCg8sBxZbjnoQ7VtVQexkcH_dhOJKf5EO1pIWxIlD32bVsjrglXNGAUMi1HyXQsVWYfEpafO/s400/Sallie+Blair+Green+Hair+The+Afro+American+1957.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700391108615394770" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">The Afro American</span> January 6, 1957</span><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic3_TwGMupTpfXg5ALtbnBuGZz_ffNWUoyIjncjsLUOkS5mG9zpzqZT882aSVBZiBMLXvnnlCWKd_eITNDYAhHqHpqplhsdCnTatITVUtCvuUuTIDXaqe4oM3L_l4BOcGXoSH7E2GQo4we/s1600/SallieBlair57Life.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic3_TwGMupTpfXg5ALtbnBuGZz_ffNWUoyIjncjsLUOkS5mG9zpzqZT882aSVBZiBMLXvnnlCWKd_eITNDYAhHqHpqplhsdCnTatITVUtCvuUuTIDXaqe4oM3L_l4BOcGXoSH7E2GQo4we/s400/SallieBlair57Life.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704772112060645890" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Life</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> Dec. 2, 1957 "Sallie, Season's Hit Singer"</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> Photo by Eliot Elisofon</span></span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/AG_-dVSNKWg" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="420"></iframe><br /></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">"She Serves a Nice Cup of Tea"</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">"The thrush handles the tune nicely and with class.<br />Strong competition looms, however, from the <a href="http://youtu.be/ZpymeJjMa0g">Tony Martin</a> disk.<br />Playable for Jocks." <span style="font-style: italic;">Billboard</span> October 27, 1958</span></span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLUVhRTJol_UEvDnjcqelhhDbwg5QnYPtqDbxr19gLzkCT1veiJDLhwVAhy82EeOZym8HWBPHpwhn8cMpQ6YxGSbmKtZ3WAH2xC3oCcoGVGoQ8_CLYKMUhXi9kvQL9p5zvfj3sV_2xGEcS/s1600/01222012116.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLUVhRTJol_UEvDnjcqelhhDbwg5QnYPtqDbxr19gLzkCT1veiJDLhwVAhy82EeOZym8HWBPHpwhn8cMpQ6YxGSbmKtZ3WAH2xC3oCcoGVGoQ8_CLYKMUhXi9kvQL9p5zvfj3sV_2xGEcS/s400/01222012116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700396152803884354" border="0" /></a>A closeup of my copy of <span style="font-style: italic;">Hello, Tiger! </span>Nicely arranged and conducted by <a href="http://www.spaceagepop.com/hefti.htm">Neal Hefti</a> but with way too much reverb on Sallie's voice. My favorite tracks "Whatever Lola Wants (Lola Gets)," "When the Sun Comes Out," "Fever," "Daddy." Her LP <span style="font-style: italic;">Squeeze Me</span> does a better job of letting her stage persona shine through as well as what Mr. Winchell was talking about.<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhrPQ8Vw1YJK4HUAralM_udKrymmkBxxhnPec9yDOQ8tZt6EqrbvSYN4pKYdIVAF8Xpu776JHaBD8j1z0q4PPErHUAJVRObJJWuQa8A6AvYo0V1rwVAl5n-1ixolQb_CVUzhGnxyx25tqf/s1600/Sallie.Cover+of+the+Week.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 303px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhrPQ8Vw1YJK4HUAralM_udKrymmkBxxhnPec9yDOQ8tZt6EqrbvSYN4pKYdIVAF8Xpu776JHaBD8j1z0q4PPErHUAJVRObJJWuQa8A6AvYo0V1rwVAl5n-1ixolQb_CVUzhGnxyx25tqf/s400/Sallie.Cover+of+the+Week.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700396148270161282" border="0" /></a><br />"A striking cover (featuring the sultry thrush on a tiger-skin rug) gives this package sock display value; while the canary's sexy, intimate vocalizing makes the LP's sure-fire Jockey programming. Gal shines on a group of standards and show tunes, including the infectious 'Daddy,' 'Fever' and 'Witchcraft.'" <span style="font-style: italic;">Billboard</span> November 3, 1958<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/w0hi09n0xrc" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="420"></iframe><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">"Ev'rything I've Got (Belongs to You)"</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Hello, Tiger!</span></span><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGMnFrHBipEqOGuKaqx7c3O8mZpijHFSzAsV3Ww_PWJuulJGmJnq-Mmvj55euaFp8aTP6mfMximy2jMMaVDV-8H6DYIe5RdH1c6cHRXeqvRUcyEXtg9eb19uXpVKGuRsg-csgpd4URhn8A/s1600/Sallie.Esquire.1.59.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGMnFrHBipEqOGuKaqx7c3O8mZpijHFSzAsV3Ww_PWJuulJGmJnq-Mmvj55euaFp8aTP6mfMximy2jMMaVDV-8H6DYIe5RdH1c6cHRXeqvRUcyEXtg9eb19uXpVKGuRsg-csgpd4URhn8A/s400/Sallie.Esquire.1.59.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704773286046319634" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">Esquire</span>, January 1959</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"> "A Blare for Sallie" photo by Bert Stern</span></span><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:100%;">This issue of <span style="font-style: italic;">Esquire</span> is famous for Art Kane's two-page spread photograph of four decades of jazz musicians, often called <a href="http://www.harlem.org/">"A Great Day in Harlem."</a></span><br /></div></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN3ufTNeCblIJ277Akf3fx5Y0IFdC4rRBdEatisQiG6_fdl8C0er1G1lV7EaZswutAQ5-QxNJ0jSPG8U8KwOuEXMhx-QvefRDQae_huvZWXKUyxI03dhvUYHszgWhAQKHbVFKlMk4QAPVX/s1600/Sallie.TopRank1.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN3ufTNeCblIJ277Akf3fx5Y0IFdC4rRBdEatisQiG6_fdl8C0er1G1lV7EaZswutAQ5-QxNJ0jSPG8U8KwOuEXMhx-QvefRDQae_huvZWXKUyxI03dhvUYHszgWhAQKHbVFKlMk4QAPVX/s400/Sallie.TopRank1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700514099960175858" border="0" /></a>"I believe every woman should emphasize her natural attributes. If the new look coincides with her figure, she should wear it. As for myself—not this year."<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Jet</span> April 7, 1960 "Paris' new flat look has debates bustin' out all over"<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5oj87pv-q-2_543_1fE23b2n0vpRO-0XIpTjycmsqXYJGphOvpoblKPsoXzkcp4PHreCppFn20CDsN0iI9-QTokocKiY4LtVvYocuB7UJ43aXIzS3Kdww5pUfa5J8Sf5HWmnqB6aX5oh3/s1600/Sallie1963.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5oj87pv-q-2_543_1fE23b2n0vpRO-0XIpTjycmsqXYJGphOvpoblKPsoXzkcp4PHreCppFn20CDsN0iI9-QTokocKiY4LtVvYocuB7UJ43aXIzS3Kdww5pUfa5J8Sf5HWmnqB6aX5oh3/s400/Sallie1963.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700517806433483586" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfDJxa6E7w6DnrmFI1zHyVkhVjcyrtRJg2Ivxr4p681mAOMXqkYSMCFRE9uv6DaVn16ocpAiPD3pbI5pv1TB5YIYAl33fqgr1Mh1537N5ga5qJjKW703A1faXQ4lezEUaqzuxWMLNan46j/s1600/Sallie1963+Bombshell.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfDJxa6E7w6DnrmFI1zHyVkhVjcyrtRJg2Ivxr4p681mAOMXqkYSMCFRE9uv6DaVn16ocpAiPD3pbI5pv1TB5YIYAl33fqgr1Mh1537N5ga5qJjKW703A1faXQ4lezEUaqzuxWMLNan46j/s400/Sallie1963+Bombshell.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700523501743414210" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">Jet</span> May 9, 1963</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFa0Wt5qyDbcbQYwMxkMkFd311V3lDhFGRbn1MSxnnf_1MoteuQ5t6YTrFbEq0klsbCZwxhcfmE2MOyhi6uAQeG2Hdsexms3mtv6cy9XDWdkS83OEkYsD3b-_ybmZBNpCL4tZ-l2ijLs_J/s1600/Jet+Oct+12+1978+Sallie%252B+Warren+Beatty.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 53px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFa0Wt5qyDbcbQYwMxkMkFd311V3lDhFGRbn1MSxnnf_1MoteuQ5t6YTrFbEq0klsbCZwxhcfmE2MOyhi6uAQeG2Hdsexms3mtv6cy9XDWdkS83OEkYsD3b-_ybmZBNpCL4tZ-l2ijLs_J/s400/Jet+Oct+12+1978+Sallie%252B+Warren+Beatty.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700510396616519778" border="0" /></a>Still getting mentioned in <span style="font-style: italic;">Jet</span> as late as 1978 but they've gone back to misspelling her name!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJYhwTchjmHWMAF_0ykHBBBzi_RHq0TNm6-0HYiuJ-fwv4Zf5GXc-6rH9pGOdT_af5s2nuxJ-iPF9aFNDg2PEXD3AJ8rxN_XkRsjhBEIKdp0wi1IXE61FO6NJp2p-VxmXkQSsKOth1L-uh/s1600/The+Afro+American+02.15.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 392px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJYhwTchjmHWMAF_0ykHBBBzi_RHq0TNm6-0HYiuJ-fwv4Zf5GXc-6rH9pGOdT_af5s2nuxJ-iPF9aFNDg2PEXD3AJ8rxN_XkRsjhBEIKdp0wi1IXE61FO6NJp2p-VxmXkQSsKOth1L-uh/s400/The+Afro+American+02.15.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700369535577236514" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">The Baltimore Afro-American</span> February 22, 1992</span></span></div>Bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08021147479838791565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1677552159126946339.post-59961420409992178382012-01-21T13:21:00.000-05:002012-02-03T00:39:46.150-05:00Documerica<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAQSlwfazpyBcr3WFuXhEarsRN3iYms0amwhJoLih6NH2QsWy0oZ0HUP1eDUHy4wCdYNdatMmYwQYgyC_tIaS_Gvreed82DM7VGkNGTFJT5MX3jG96fUcq1UUA98qwz5Jar5SOfldY_w0w/s1600/Picture+14.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAQSlwfazpyBcr3WFuXhEarsRN3iYms0amwhJoLih6NH2QsWy0oZ0HUP1eDUHy4wCdYNdatMmYwQYgyC_tIaS_Gvreed82DM7VGkNGTFJT5MX3jG96fUcq1UUA98qwz5Jar5SOfldY_w0w/s400/Picture+14.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679828936928412274" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" >Las Vegas May 1972, Charles O'Rear</span><br /></span></div><br />Whenever I read someone's description of their childhood and see a phrase like "It was a much simpler time" I start shouting that it was childhood — unless yours was a remarkable hardscrabble youth or you were Oliver Twist — it's usually without the stresses and woes of adulthood.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/usnationalarchives/3907230608/" title="Anxious Youngsters Begin the Chase in a Greased Pig Contest at the Tennessee Consolidated Coal Company First Annual Picnic Held at a Tennessee Valley Authority Lake near Jasper and Chattanooga, Tennessee 08/1974 by The U.S. National Archives, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.staticflickr.com/2511/3907230608_533b9052cf.jpg" alt="Anxious Youngsters Begin the Chase in a Greased Pig Contest at the Tennessee Consolidated Coal Company First Annual Picnic Held at a Tennessee Valley Authority Lake near Jasper and Chattanooga, Tennessee 08/1974" height="336" width="500" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Anxious Youngsters Begin the Chase in a Greased Pig Contest at the Tennessee Consolidated Coal Company First Annual Picnic Held at a Tennessee Valley Authority Lake near Jasper and Chattanooga, Tennessee. During the Day the Miners and Their Families Gathered to Talk, Participate in Sports, Eat Barbecue, and Hear the Company President Explain Health and Retirement Benefits 08/1974 Jack Corn<br /></span></span></div></div><br />Nostalgia clouds our memories and often causes us to misremember our own pasts; as Heraclitus famously noted, one cannot step into the same river twice, so it is wading into the River of Time where every second obscures the one before it.<br />This bit from <span style="font-style: italic;">The Sheltering Sky</span> easily comes to mind: "… we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. Yet everything happens a certain number of times, and a very small number, really. How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood, some afternoon that's so deeply a part of your being that you can't even conceive of your life without it? Perhaps four or five times more. Perhaps not even. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps twenty. And yet it all seems limitless.”<br />Just like the '50s cannot be pigeonholed as a bland era of conformity, the Seventies were more than disco, John Travolta, bra burning, Farah Fawcett, polyester leisure suits and avocado kitchens.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/usnationalarchives/3928436027/" title="Arkansas--Fort Smith, 05/1972 by The U.S. National Archives, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.staticflickr.com/2569/3928436027_ac62be37ed.jpg" alt="Arkansas--Fort Smith, 05/1972" height="335" width="500" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Arkansas—Fort Smith, 05/1972</span></span><br /></div><br />In the 1970s the Environmental Protection Agency hired photographers to document the ecological zeitgeist of a post-<span style="font-style: italic;">Silent Spring</span> America from pollution to youth culture; urban decay to poverty with the <a href="http://www.archives.gov/publications/prologue/2009/spring/documerica.html">Documerica</a> <a href="http://www.theatlantic.com/infocus/2011/11/documerica-images-of-america-in-crisis-in-the-1970s/100190/">program</a>. These photos show the more mundane and true-to-life side of the decade, more how I remember it.<br />See more at the National Archives's <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/usnationalarchives/collections/72157620729903309/">Flickr</a> page.Bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08021147479838791565noreply@blogger.com0