Showing posts with label 1945. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 1945. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 16, 2026

Rt. 66 playing cards--or why old people have memory problems

This morning I noticed something colorful on the kitchen shelf--in the cookie jar, which is not used for cookies but which I keep as a souvenir of my childhood. It was a pack of Route 66 playing cards which I must have bought at Phippen Museum near Prescott, Arizona, where Bob's brother Rick lives. 2026 is the 100th anniversary of that road on which millions have travelled. Including me in 1945. I suppose I should open it; the art looks memorable.

We need our daughter to help us keep track of our present and our future, the odds and ends of directions, cords that don't seem to match any appliance or computer, the stacks of bills, the confusing schedules of exercise classes, meetings on Zoom, Bible studies, social gatherings and medications. One of the reasons I struggle to remember is because there's just too much disconnected "stuff" up there crowding out what I need today, like travelling the old Lincoln Highway westward and the newer Rt. 66 going east, 15 states, from the backseat of a 1939 Ford during WWII.

Monday, December 31, 2018

Baby new year 2019—Monday Memories

My mother kept a "commonplace book," in which she pasted poems, cartoons, articles from magazines, and things she'd hand copied or typed from books. I see familiar names--McCall's, Chicago Daily News, Farm and Ranch, Christian Herald, and Rockford Morning Star. As a child I would sit and look through it often--a small, 3-ring black leather notebook. I particularly enjoyed the poem, "For a female cat named Horace," because it reminded me of my friend's cat "Butch" who populated Forreston, IL with kitties and the one about how to make a recipe taste like mother's--walk 5 miles before dinner. She may have been saving clippings in a box for years, but the first item was the baby New Year 1946 with a broom greeting old man 1945 giving him a terrible mess. So here it is again, Mom, for 2018-2019. The world is still a mess and we need you.

1946 cartoon

I wrote about her commonplacebook in January  2010, and noted:

“Her final hand written entry (in the scanned copy) is undated; but it was near the end of her life--perhaps the end of 1999. She died in January 2000. There is no attribution other than her name.

    If
    Each day we fill a page
    The year a volume makes
    These last ten books are very full
    of joys
    changes
    sorrow
    growth.
    Gently place this year on the shelf--
    if there is room.
    Close the decade.

Wednesday, May 10, 2017

F. A. Hayek condensed

The leading economist of the 20th century was F.A. Hayek, an Austrian by birth and British by choice. Back in the days when Reader's Digest had 7 million subscribers just in the U.S., his "The Road to Serfdom" was published in the magazine in 1945. It was also reissued by Book of the Month club with 600,000 copies, and you can still buy the condensed version today (or download). People 70 years ago knew a lot more about economics than our fragile, fearful snowflakes, their parents and grandparents today. And from the Reader's Digest. Who knew?
"Our generation has forgotten that the system of private property is the most important guarantee of freedom. It is only because the control of the means of production is divided among many people acting independently that we as individuals can decide what to do with ourselves. When all the means of production are vested in a single hand, whether it be nominally that of ‘society’ as a whole or that of a dictator, whoever exercises this control has complete power over us."