Monday, January 31, 2011
Thursday, January 27, 2011
So Long Baby
Gladys Horton
Rest In Peace
"Gladys Horton, the Detroit native whose voice led such Marvelettes hits as "Please Mr. Postman" and "Beechwood 4-5789," died late Wednesday" ... Story continues here: One-time lead singer of Motown's Marvelettes Dies At 66 (Detroit Free Press)
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
A Coney Island Of My Mind #4
"This monument honors Jackie Robinson and Pee Wee Reese: teammates, friends, and men of COURAGE and CONVICTION... Robinson broke the color barrier in Major League Baseball. Reese supported him, and together they MADE HISTORY... In May 1947, on Cincinnati's Crosley Field, Robinson endured RACIST TAUNTS, jeers and DEATH THREATS that would have broken the SPIRIT of a lesser man... Reese, captain of the Brooklyn Dodgers, walked over to his teammate Robinson and STOOD BY HIS SIDE, silencing the taunts of the crowd... This simple gesture CHALLENGED PREJUDICE and created a powerful and enduring friendship." -Statue inscription
Photograph by Lee Greenfeld © 2011
Monday, January 24, 2011
Quote Of The Week
"I feel sorry for people who don't drink. When they wake up in the morning, that's as good as they're going to feel all day. "
Monday, January 10, 2011
Quote Of The Week
"If a man insisted always on being serious, and never allowed himself a bit of fun and relaxation, he would go mad or become unstable without knowing it."
Friday, January 7, 2011
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Just A Season
"Oh, I'm so high..." She shrugged. His state of mind no longer interested her; she had grown bored of his antics long ago. Things had changed. Summer turned into Fall, and the leaves changed their colors. We knew that meant they were dying. She slipped into a tiny dress, perhaps not appropriate for a funeral, but it complimented her nonetheless. Staring out the window she drifted to another time and place. She once knew how to smile. Smile with pride. That come hither feeling was always want by our side. Treat her carefully, fellas. Treat her with love and respect. At that moment a large, black bird flew from the trees, with an intent that the boy would turn out strong, like his father and wise like his granddad. But schooling wouldn't be enough. He would always be searching, like me.
© 2011 Lee Greenfeld
Monday, January 3, 2011
Quote Of The Week
"A preoccupation with the future not only prevents us from seeing the present as it is but often prompts us to rearrange the past."
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