Tomorrow marks the 96th year that people around the world think about soldiers and war on November 11. In some countries, the day is known as Remembrance Day -- in England, it is marked by a profusion of poppies in gardens, graveyards, and buttonholes. In the United States, it is Veterans Day. But 70 years… Continue reading Armistice Day 1944
I spent several days last week working through archived papers of women journalists. I’d been to the National Women and Media Collection at the University of Missouri before, but this time I was concentrating on the correspondence of the women I study, gazing at their professional and personal lives as I leafed through files of… Continue reading In Praise of Carbon Paper
Where were you when? It’s a question we ask about iconic historic events. Where were you when … we landed on the moon? You heard Kennedy was assassinated? The plane hit the second tower? Where were you when? It’s a way to place ourselves in history. To show that we have borne witness to things… Continue reading Where were you when?
Today would have been my Dad’s 88th birthday. He was born in 1925 in rural Illinois, served in the infantry during the final World War II battles in Western Europe, returned to complete college at the University of Illinois, and had a successful career as a newspaperman, mostly spent as news editor at the Detroit… Continue reading Some Words from Dad
The image is iconic. A woman in blue workshirt and red polka dot kerchief flexing a bicep. Her message: “We can do it.” A less iconic image from the same era shows a pretty blond saluting from behind a typewriter. The message: “Victory waits on your fingers.” These images tell a straightforward story. World War… Continue reading Rosie the …. Reporter?