Monthly Archives: April 2011

We left Yellowstone and drove to Grand Teton National Park (only about 10 miles away), by way of the John D. Rockefeller Jr. Memorial Highway.  The country around Jackson Hole is a magnificent landscape of buckrail fences, grassy plains, snow-covered … Continue reading →

One of the large debates animating animal lovers in the 70’s was what to do about the bears in both Yellowstone and Yosemite national parks.  I believe that in both places there were brown bears (more commonly known as “grizzlies,”) … Continue reading →

Our cross country trip besides being thoroughly enjoyable was also somewhat educational, particularly as it helped me develop an appreciation of the vast wealth of the Rockefeller family.  At the time of this trip I knew that the Rockefeller name … Continue reading →

The “profit” of three years of work and the sale of Apple Hill, all three thousand dollars of it, went into our cross country trip. Linda has always had an enthusiasm for camping, an enthusiasm which at first I did … Continue reading →

The idea of moving to the suburbs was in the air in the sixties. It even had a name: White Flight. Linda and I just resisted it as long as seemed sensible, which was the point at which we came … Continue reading →

Linda and I were married on April 15th, 1962, at the Delmonico Hotel. I liked the idea of being married in the same place that Franklin and Eleanor Roosevelt had their wedding reception (with President Theodore Roosevelt in attendance), but … Continue reading →

While the city worried a great deal about teen pregnancy rates in the early 70’s, among our mostly Dominican students it wasn’t considered a particular problem.  Girls simply got pregnant earlier, and the boys married them and went to work.  … Continue reading →

At one point, the city authorities felt it was time to end the riots by bringing in the Tactical Police Force to cool the ardor of some of the protesters at George Washington High School.  The TPF, in their blue … Continue reading →

It all began with a picket line of white and black parents in front of the school demanding the racial integration of George Washington High School.  The principal, whose name I’ve now forgotten, looked out his window, saw the picket … Continue reading →

We advertised to sell Apple Hill and had several “nibbles,” but nothing really tangible until we were contacted by the New England Huns, a motorcycle “club”.  We set up an appointment to meet them at Apple Hill, and on the appointed … Continue reading →