...."On September Twelfth, Right Here In Front Of The Waverly!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

                                   It is here again, darlings!  Today is Frank Mill Day.  I plan to march into the city, and sing the song--where else--in front of the Waverly.

                                    Would that I was as young as Shelley Plimpton, above.  But even Shelley--hard to believe--is 77 and looks great for that age.  Today is as much Shelley's day, as "Frank Mills."

                                      So, a happy Frank Mills Day to one and all.

                                      You know what song to listen to today, dolls!

                                                    Enjoy!

This Day Will Never Be Forgotten!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                              I knew where I was that day.  And so, I bet, do most of you readers.  And wasn't this the day that G.W. Bush uttered that famous line, "Is our children learning?"

                                Too many, because of what happened that day, failed to live long enough to see if those children did learn, or maybe to have any children at all..  The 9/11 attack was the second benchmark in the lives of the much-maligned Baby Boomer Generation--mine.  The first one was 11/22/63, the assassination of JFK, and March 13, 2020--what for us was the start of the Covid pandemic.

                                  How much more do we have to suffer?  And how many times is my peer group going to be blamed for the ills of this society?  While it may be natural to blame the previous generation for ills, let us not do it minus clarity, which is the case here.

                                      As you can see, this day makes me both sad and angry.  Of course, I will watch and mourn on the news tonight.

                                        But I wish I could get over the fear that something else is waiting for us in the wings!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

What Was Needed Last Night Was A Good Dose Of Jennifer Jones!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                             Really, darlings, I am not kidding.  A dose of Jennifer Jones, or even Gladys Cooper, was desperately needed last night at the return of the Saturday 5PM mass at St. Andrew The Apostle.

                              You see, girls, this church is on summer hiatus, from post Memorial Day to post Labor Day.  Last night was the first mass of the Fall season, and it should have been a warm and welcoming reunion.

                                  Instead, it was like actors in a long running show walking through the performance.  There was no jubilation, no enthusiastic welcoming of the congregation--just perfunctory greetings.  Worst of all, there was no singing or no music, not even a cappella. 

                                  Under the direction of former music director Anthony Aiella , I have sung in several programs, usually around Christmas or Easter.  As long as my voice holds out, which is pretty much a given, I could sing some hymns a cappella, as long as I know the selections.  I know it may be difficult to find a musical director, but come on, folks, you had the whole summer to prepare for what should have been a momentous event, and I came out of church not feeling uplifted.

                                     Get your act together, St. Andrew!  I would do the direction, but I can't read music that well or hit a keyboard.  I can sing, and if that is needed, I would be glad to offer my services.

                                       But to serve congregants a cold, unyielding service does them a disservice.

                                        I chose to do to this church because I thought it was more forward thinking.

                                        Maybe some fresh ideas are needed.

                                 

"Bop! Bop! Bop The Beetle! Hit! Hit! Hit It Right!"

                               .... Because, darlings, "When you feed the frog/Its mouth shuts tight!"

                               I never owned this Ideal game from 1962, but it was advertised enough that I can still remember its jingle.  My goodness, the tendency to interaction in children's games--this was a foreshadowing of Ideal's wildly successful "Mouse Trap," and Matel's equally popular "Bats In The Belfry."  The latter two I owned, and with plastic sticks and claws there was so much potential for players to go outside the boundaries of the game, and resort to violence, which they did.  Which I can attest to. Milton Bradley did the same thing with "BASH!"

                              Today's games, which I have no use for, are more interactive, and technologically challenging.  The violence is inflicted on the screen, not at each other, but I have to wonder--is this any better?  My peer group might have fooled around with game equipment, but it did not lead us into becoming mass school shooters, like the kids today.  The constant emphasis on violence thanks to video games, I am telling you, has something to do with the youthful upsurge of violence in our nation.

                                  Are there any peaceful video games out there?  Those in the know, feel free to tell me.

                                As for me, I will stick to games of yore!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

Girls, It Is Time To Think About Fall Fashions! How Abot A Gibson Girl Hair Style???????????????

                                              Girls, I have always wanted to be a Gibson girl, and this Fall, if I can grow my hair out, I am thinking of it.  With the perfect gown, wouldn't this look just fabulous?

                                               I lean toward the lower two, from left to right.  They seem so stylish and organized, compared to the abundance of froth in the others.  I have to look my most elegant, darlings!

                                                  Fall will be here before we know it.  Now is not too early to plan your seasonal fashion look.

                                                    Baby Gojjra says, "Get to it!"

 

Yes. Girls The Cult Classic "Killer Klowns From Outer Space" Is Back On "Svengoolie" Tonight!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                          Anyone who has never seen this gem, by the Chiodo brothers is in for a treat.  Don't let the poster scare you off, darlings; this film has the most imaginative use of color costume design, and art direction I have seen in many a long time.  It is almost on a par with "The Wizard Of Oz," though, believe me, for artistry, the film is hardly on a par with that.  But the visuals are dazzling.

                                            Those having seen it know what I mean.  Those who have not need to, in order to appreciate what all the fuss is about.

                                             Little Pippin cannot wait to see it, and I don't blame him.  So, join us at 8PM tonight for this camp lark.

                                              First timers will never view the circus the same way again!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Did Vivien Leigh's Scarlett Green Curtain Dress Inspire Julie Andrews/Maria Curtained Children's Clothes????????????????????

                                                                                 

                           Or to be more specific, darlings, did screenwriter Ernest Lehman borrow this idea from "Gone With The Wind," into the movie version of "The Sound Of Music?"   Lehman did write the script for the 1965 film--would you believe his next project was "Who's Afraid Of Virginia Woolf ?" Imagine going from one to the other!--but he did add the curtain component for 'Music', which was not in the original stage production.  Thinking about GWTW recently, I could not help recalling Julie and the curtains, and wondering if the biggest box-office winner of its day borrowed from the biggest box-office winner of an earlier day?

                            Could it be coincidence?  Somehow, I don't think so.  If coincidence is questioned, then it is not.

                              Plagiarism?  No.      Artistic license?  Yes.       

                               And what a wonderful idea.   I still want to be Heather Menzies and Angela Cartwright!