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Charlie and whitey, the Roos
Circa 1939 Charlie arrived home on a lovely late Summer Friday afternoon. There was a gentle breeze and it was not too h...
Charlie DeMar Stories - Part
(ca 1937) When you come right down to it, sometimes a most ordinary man can be at the same time, a most remarkable man....
Communicating In The 1940s
She awoke, startled, to an unfamiliar sound. The clock on the nightstand read 3:20. There was that sound again. Somethin...
Do You Want To Know What Mak
“Do you want to know what makes me laugh?” Jeanne Peck asked, wielding a sheet of paper. “This makes me laugh” a...
Health care delivery in the
Any child in the New York City neighborhood in which I grew up would have had to be very sick indeed to have been taken ...
Jenny, The Mister & the Chri
Ca 1925 – or so This is one of those well-worn, beloved family stories (all families have them) that is, with great r...
Lament for a Rose-Colored Tr
The year: 1945 or so. The place: The Bronx, New York. A strange phenomenon was taking place. Throngs of otherwise quie...
A Little Girl Celebrates Chr
It was 7 AM Christmas morning. A light snow had fallen during the candlelight service the evening before — just enough...
Movie “Give-Away” Nights
During the Depression Years of the 1930’s ordinary working-class folks (no matter the color of the collar) had very li...
Patsy, Tony and Marilyn’s
Among Charlie’s many and varied friends were Patsy and Tony, who owned a Bar and Grille down in Golden’s Bridge. At ...
The Legend of Mitzi & the Co
Ca. 1936 This is a story about a Boston Terrier named Mitzi. Actually, it had been intended that her name be “Misty...
Please Don’t Mess With My
…. And now abideth faith, hope, charity, these three; but the greatest of these is charity. I Corinthians, 13:13 A...