Monthly Archives: October 2014

Struggles

Posted on October 30, 2014 by Life in the 50's and beyond...

Some saw a table for two or three, hosting an impromptu lunch on a sunny day. Others saw a much-needed break in the daily routine… fresh air, laughter, conversations with friends and coworkers. Charles saw none of that.   He saw … Continue reading →

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Trembling

Posted on October 22, 2014 by Life in the 50's and beyond...

Industrial sounds echoed across the sound of water. I couldn’t tell how far away I was from either of the sounds.  Throbbing pain on the left side of my head made me feel around for something to hold onto.  I … Continue reading →

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Changes

Posted on October 16, 2014 by Life in the 50's and beyond...

  Closing time.   Martha thought this was the saddest time of the year.  It was the end of early morning walks on the beach, searching for shells and sea glass.  It was the end of carefree summer days, reading under … Continue reading →

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Hickory Nut Cake

Posted on October 9, 2014 by Life in the 50's and beyond...

Originally posted on Retired Ruth:
I recently found my mom’s recipe for Hickory Nut Cake.  I am reposting this and adding the recipe at the end….. My mom’s hickory nut cake was the best.  It was moist and nutty. It…

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The Sounds of Silence

Posted on October 8, 2014 by Life in the 50's and beyond...

The silence was overwhelming.  Surrounded by instruments, but no music.  In her mind, she played the tunes she had listened to growing up.  Blue grass, rhythm and blues, and finally rock and roll. She smiled as she pictured herself with … Continue reading →

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Why the Salesman Couldn’t Make the Sale….

Posted on October 6, 2014 by Life in the 50's and beyond...

It wasn’t the product.   The shiny vacuum cleaner fit neatly in a small box.  But when the salesman took all the pieces and parts out of the box and starting snapping, fitting, and twisting them together, it overwhelmed me.   … Continue reading →

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