tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972382144120426476.post67257420628240272..comments2024-03-29T10:10:40.315-05:00Comments on Every goddamn day: 03/29/24: Grow where you're plantedNeil Steinberghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11468057838260476480noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972382144120426476.post-14606613413716023742021-12-30T16:29:55.769-06:002021-12-30T16:29:55.769-06:00Same ad as I linked, coincidentally! Or is it coin...Same ad as I linked, coincidentally! Or is it coincidence at all? ;)<br /><br />Some fun old pics and videos on that page. Thanks for the referral, Grizz. Coeyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06130250489695215525noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972382144120426476.post-16003709199048112532021-12-30T10:56:45.200-06:002021-12-30T10:56:45.200-06:00A heads-up...there's a video of a 1978 "U...A heads-up...there's a video of a 1978 "Union Label" TV spot at the "History of American Television" page on Facebook. Don't know which ad it is. There were quite a few.Grizz 65https://www.blogger.com/profile/02892702223228764894noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972382144120426476.post-59215922838475886542021-12-23T11:37:00.212-06:002021-12-23T11:37:00.212-06:00I've lived within 10 miles of where I was born...I've lived within 10 miles of where I was born my entire life. FMEhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06829632906445535928noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972382144120426476.post-84138878375260842102021-12-21T22:45:19.518-06:002021-12-21T22:45:19.518-06:00Your mention of ILGWU brought back this ad from my...Your mention of ILGWU brought back this ad from my youth: https://youtu.be/7Lg4gGk53iYCoeyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06130250489695215525noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972382144120426476.post-82934928272335264152021-12-21T20:08:25.259-06:002021-12-21T20:08:25.259-06:00My mother lost her father to cancer when she was f...My mother lost her father to cancer when she was fifteen, so I never knew him. My grandmother remarried several times over the next fifty years of her life, but the guy I knew best was born in 1886. Max was a Socialist and a union organizer in the needle trades. Participated in a number of bitter and violent strikes while in his twenties...circa 1910. Out of all that came the ILGWU, the garment workers' union.<br /><br /> During junior high, I really got into American history, and did a lot of reading, especially about labor history. Max undoubtedly had many stories to tell, about sweatshops, and blood and death on the picket lines, and left-wing politics. Oral history is the best kind.<br /><br />But Max was also a very gruff, taciturn, unapproachable guy. Came home from his hardware store to sip his glass of tea and read his Yiddish newspaper. I never did get up the nerve to ask him to tell me his union stories. On a hot summer day, when I was fourteen, Max died suddenly, at 75. Sixty years, and I still regret not talking to him. You snooze, you lose.Grizz 65https://www.blogger.com/profile/02892702223228764894noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972382144120426476.post-34244848826749298212021-12-21T17:29:31.574-06:002021-12-21T17:29:31.574-06:00In the mid-1960s, which made him about 90. Mr. Bes...In the mid-1960s, which made him about 90. Mr. Beswick. He owned a music store in Berea, where my mother would buy sheet music for our piano (talk about antique images). There was a rack of comic books for the kids. The place made a deep impression on me. Neil Steinberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11468057838260476480noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972382144120426476.post-83846491416528568472021-12-21T16:41:03.566-06:002021-12-21T16:41:03.566-06:00May I ask what year your met him?
May I ask what year your met him? <br />Baruchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10568908951400103413noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972382144120426476.post-11169412388178400482021-12-21T12:34:52.303-06:002021-12-21T12:34:52.303-06:00Lovely!Lovely!Carenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15948322374348472360noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972382144120426476.post-609701044041401242021-12-21T11:33:49.087-06:002021-12-21T11:33:49.087-06:00Sometimes they're provided, like regarding the...Sometimes they're provided, like regarding theatrical performances. Some are from the Metropolitan Museum online collection, but I always tag those.Neil Steinberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11468057838260476480noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972382144120426476.post-37745394318984439412021-12-21T11:28:02.154-06:002021-12-21T11:28:02.154-06:00Thanks. They were actually controversial at one po...Thanks. They were actually controversial at one point (there's a post from 2013 called "About the photography" or something similar). I made the mistake of saying that taking pictures was "fun," and a professional photographer lit into me.Neil Steinberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11468057838260476480noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972382144120426476.post-1718020337987030222021-12-21T11:27:18.274-06:002021-12-21T11:27:18.274-06:00I always wondered where you got the posted photos....I always wondered where you got the posted photos. Love them and look forward to your column.<br />Loviehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10377747416558039893noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972382144120426476.post-37384568413394503352021-12-21T11:26:59.497-06:002021-12-21T11:26:59.497-06:00There's something precious in memories of old ...There's something precious in memories of old people you've met. The oldest man I met was born in 1876.Neil Steinberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11468057838260476480noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972382144120426476.post-41679577805120736112021-12-21T11:03:11.483-06:002021-12-21T11:03:11.483-06:00I'm only six years away myself.
Met my first ...I'm only six years away myself.<br /><br />Met my first wife's grandmother in 1979.<br />She was 77, and I was 32.Grizz 65https://www.blogger.com/profile/02892702223228764894noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972382144120426476.post-7091060664216752472021-12-21T10:34:03.189-06:002021-12-21T10:34:03.189-06:00Digital photography spawned many new hobbyists as ...Digital photography spawned many new hobbyists as there was no longer any reason to be concerned about wasting film.<br />Now that smart phones have such sophisticated cameras, even more people have the opportunity to share their views and feel gratified. <br />I do like the pics you post for your columns. Makes them even more tangible.Leshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16679840606511726447noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972382144120426476.post-88971401688343459672021-12-21T08:36:13.049-06:002021-12-21T08:36:13.049-06:00Now you're making us all envious, particularly...Now you're making us all envious, particularly us "almost 80."<br /><br />john<br /><br /><br />tatehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10088632798195131329noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972382144120426476.post-79195192557275902522021-12-21T01:29:20.532-06:002021-12-21T01:29:20.532-06:00I always heard it as "blossom where you'r...I always heard it as "blossom where you're planted"--it means a person should take advantage of the opportunities they have in their life, and be grateful for their present situation.<br /><br />I originally heard that saying from my first wife's grandmother, who was almost eighty when I met her. She was still a feisty old lady then, but she had also been that way in her youth. Married young, in the early 1920s, while her husband was still going to the U.of I. to become a phys ed instructor (and later a principal) in the Chicago school system. <br /><br />To supplement her husband's coaching income, and to keep them both housed and fed, she played piano in the Champaign speakeasies. Wore flapper styles. Carried her hip flask to football games. I still have it. <br /><br />My ex-wife's grandmother lived well into her nineties. Not only did she grow, and blossom, she thrived. Whenever I hear or see that expression, I can't help thinking of her.Grizz 65https://www.blogger.com/profile/02892702223228764894noreply@blogger.com