My generation, born between 1928 and 1945, was identified as “Silent” when many of us were still too young to protest, even if we had been inclined to speak up.

As early as 1951, TIME Magazine pronounced us cautious, risk-averse, and conforming. The reason — or excuse — for these…

I’ve been reflecting on my blog on coming of age in the 1950s, and on some of the extraordinary changes I’ve observed since then, from Title IX to travel, technology, and gluten-free cuisine. Along the way I’ve taken a couple of side trips into electoral…

Ever since February 3rd the media — old-fashioned evening news and Twitterverse alike — has been bubbling with comment and speculation about Harper Lee’s “new” book. At long last, fifty-five years after To Kill a Mockingbird, we’ll have another story about Scout, Atticus, and small-town Alabama…

First jobs in the 1950s — lucky to be with children’s books and their editors

College women, count your blessings

My granddaughter wants pajama pants for her birthday.

That sounds OK, but I remember giving her some fairly recently, maybe more than one pair, so I inquired. Oh, she…