SEPIA SATURDAY-Girl Scouts reappear on T.V. show

A few weeks ago I posted about my girl scout experience and mentioned that we were on a T.V. show. I just found this newspaper clipping and I see that "because of our knowledge of animals and poise before the television camera" we were called back for a second appearance.  Sounds like they were hurting for show material. 

The article says we discussed the care and raising of pets with Dr. V. A. Young, head veterinarian of the Anti-Cruelty Society.  The show was on WENR-TV. in Chicago. It goes on to list all of our names and addresses. This would have made it handy for a pedophile. I don't think they would do that in today's newspapers. Although I don't suppose pedophiles look up little girls addresses in the paper.

It looks like I was very good at tying my tie. I can still remember how to do it, "right over left and under, left over right and under".

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Check out my sister, Nancy's post about her childhood diary. It's hilarious. At least, I thought so. But she always makes me laugh.
Diaries are hilarious

Artie gets the groceries

I know there's something for me in here somewhere.  Aha...Nutri-Dents.

That sure was good!  Do my teeth look whiter?

A dip after my treat.

Time for a nap.

Junior High School Diary

On Nancy's blog, Ladies of the Grove, she has a hilarious post about her childhood diary. I highly recommend it. She asks for other diary stories, so here's mine:

I don't remember the dog ever eating my homework but she did my diary.

I've been meaning to piece it together for several years. I couldn't bear to throw it away, so saved it in a plastic bag.

The diary is for 1954-56. So it's actually part Jr. high and part high school.


Here' s one little excerpt that's together enough that I can read:
 "Went to semi-formal at the "Y". Had crumby time. Can't stand Jack. I love George."

I remember Jack but I have no idea who George is.
I don't think I can compete with Nancy's diary.  Hers is much funnier.  Maybe when I get it pieced together.

SHADOW SHOT SUNDAY- L.A. Theater outing

I feel like I'm cheating when I shoot patio chairs. They make the most beautiful shadows. It's just too easy! These were in the patio of the Mark Taper Forum In L.A. where we have season tickets.

Here's some tiny little shadows on the spouts of the fountain also in the patio.

Here's the play we saw. Believe it or not, it was both bloody/gory and funny.  I shouldn't have liked it because it was way to involved with a dead cat. A very realistic-looking dead cat!  It was about the war(?) in Ireland and one of the leaders of a splinter group whose cat had died. Hard to imagine that as the subject of a play. It was quite clever and to me it showed the stupidity of war. It was a lot about torture, too, which, of course reminded me of Abu Ghraib. Are you still wondering how it could be funny? I guess you'll have to see it or take my word for it.

Nancy, with a few more shadows being thrown by an interesting sculpture, also on the grounds of the Mark Taper. 
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SEPIA SATURDAY- A ghost in the church

 My great, great, great grandfather, Bartholomaeus Theiss came from Germany and was one of Napolean's bodyguards. I've written about him before. He settled in Sublette, Illinois in 1846.

The family built the first Catholic church here in 1849. His son-in-law, Paul Lindstom was an excellent carpenter and did most of the building and the finish of the interior. An article in the Dixon, IL Telegraph, 1951, says that he carved the altar with an ordinary pocket knife. Originally it was called the Perkins Grove Catholic Church.

 I think I can see a ghost kneeling down to the left of the altar, wearing a white hood. Can you see it, too, or is it just me?

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Anchor Babies

SHADOW SHOT SUNDAY- Lady Marine

Believe it or not, this is my very pretty ex-tenant who was recently sent to Afghanistan.  She and the donkey are making some very interesting shadows.


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SEPIA SATURDAY- I was a female "Mad Man"

If any of you watch the T.V. series "Mad Men" this photo will probably look like part of the show. (That's me, with the big hair.)  I worked at an ad agency in the early 60's and, I swear, the stories on "Mad Men" came right out of this agency, Hixson and Jorgensen, and the next agency I worked for, Faust/Day.

I was about 22 in this photo and working as a paste-up artist which would be the precursor to being an art director if you were a man. At Hixson and Jorgensen it was the stated policy that women couldn't be art directors. Luckily, my fellow paste-up artist, Dennis Juett, (on my left) moved on to a wonderful new agency (Faust/Day),where he became an art director and soon hired me as an art director, also.

If you watch "Mad Men" you'll recognize "Joan" in the black dress- the office glamour girl. This was at a Christmas party held at the Ambassador Hotel, just down the street from our office on Wilshire Blvd. (That's me in the back, spreading office gossip.)

This must have been a different party because I have a different outfit on- very chaste, just like "Peggy" on "Mad Men", who reminds me of me in lots of other ways.  Notice the woman in the "tres chic" white suit with the long black leather gloves, harlequin glasses and requisite cigarette. She walked by my cubicle one day while I was working on a "Nixon for Governor" ad. It was very misleading (not my idea, of course). She was appalled (so was I). She whisked it off my drawing board and took it to Democratic headquarters. It was in the paper the next day. For some reason neither of us got fired. He did lose, though. Did I have a hand in that? That ad was nothing compared to all the really misleading ads of today.

Why the cigars? I think someone in the office must have had a baby. The cute guy with the pipe was the office Lothario. I did go out with him once but it went no farther than that. He was pretty stuck on himself.

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This town's not big enough for both of us!

Don't drink the water!