by Susan Van Kirk | Mar 7, 2016 | Blog
Do you see the mistake I made in writing this conversation? (Marjorie) “Here. I pulled a few photographs out to show you. ‘Course, they’re all black and white.” She set a small stack of photographs in front of TJ [Sweeney]. “That’s Frank.” TJ stared at a...
by Susan Van Kirk | Feb 10, 2016 | Blog
Although both my parents are gone now, I remember them talking about the nights they danced at the Roof Garden on the Weinberg Arcade. Those were magical years, dancing to the songs of the Big Band Era before my father went off to World War II. The story of how the...
by Susan Van Kirk | Feb 2, 2016 | Blog
“Back then, people were just crazy about dancing. My brother was seven years older than me, and he taught me all the dance moves—especially the jitterbug.” These are the words of 88-year-old Ruth (Kemmitt) Pecsi who was kind enough to answer her phone when a perfect...
by Susan Van Kirk | Jan 18, 2016 | Blog
Sitting at my desk in mid-January, I observe my window thermometer resting at five degrees above zero. That’s actually a little better than early morning when I took the recycling out to the end of the driveway and the mercury reported two degrees below zero. If I had...
