Monday, February 4, 2013
A Swampscott resident recalls her summer of song, technicolor and Snow White.
I read in the paper that the Walt Disney “Snow White” movie is seventy-five years old. That item triggered this happy memory from my childhood. My parents went from Dennisport, on Cape Cod, to Brooklyn, New York, for the wedding of my Aunt Sunny and Uncle Gil. It was 1939. New York was a very long drive and they’d never before left the four of us kids, who were all under twelve years old, in the care of others, for a whole week. But Aunt Sunny was Mother’s beloved younger sister and this was a very important occasion. While in New York, our parents went to see the Rockettes perform and they also saw the very first new technicolor full-length cartoon movie “Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs.” They were enchanted. When they came back …
Sunday, November 25, 2012
Forget the dry meat, remember the day.
My Thanksgiving turkey was dry this year, but that’s not what anyone will remember about the day. It started when I woke up feeling emotional. Thanksgiving was going to be another “last time” for my football playing children and the teammates they have traveled with, some since kindergarten. Win or lose, it was to be the last Thanksgiving game, the last football game in a 13-year school journey. This one was a highlight. Football has helped them focus, mature into young men, teammates and members of a community. But, emotion aside, there was still a game to play and a turkey to cook without me there to frequently baste. I bought a bird big enough put in before the game. I wanted the cook time to exceed the game time. I abandoned Grandma …
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Sunday, May 27, 2012
What I learned from a box of plastic wrap
When we bought our house in 1992, my mother-in-law arrived bearing gifts to stock our new pantry. One item was an industrial sized plastic wrap. By this, I mean the kind that requires two hands to plop on a counter, two hands to tear and could wrap the Tobin Bridge twice. While I thanked her politely, I chafed inside. I prefer the wrap that only requires one hand to hold and the other to tear. I wondered if I would ever use up this wrap and I wondered why she was foisting her ways on me. At the time, my mother-in-law's nest had recently emptied. The youngest of her four children married and moved out and her years of needing large quantities of everything had ended. She was not transitioning easily and still tended to run to B.J.'s for …
Sandie Bock
9:45 am on Sunday, November 25, 2012
Congrats to the Swampscott Big Blue beating the Magicians. Never did understand why they called themselves Magicians when they rarely pull anything out of a hat!!! OhOH there I go, that rivalry comes back very quickly, graduated in 1963 and the Big Blue won most if not all games each year we were in high school with coach Bondelevitch. I had the good fortune of having Dorothy Bondelevitch as my … more ›