Relax, Laugh and Remember with Reminisce Magazine. Each issue is a "time capsule" of life from the 30's, 40's, 50's and 60's filled with reader-written stories, pictures from the past, embarrassing moments, ads from the Old Days and much more!
WHO WAS YOUR CHILDHOOD HERO? Was the person you looked to for inspiration someone close by (a teacher, a neighbor, or a mentor) or a faraway but influential figure (a famous author or scientist, for example)? Tell us how your hero shaped the person you became. Mark your submission “Childhood Hero.” WHICH ANGEL ARE YOU? In 1976, the TV show Charlie’s Angels introduced Farrah Fawcett-Majors, Jaclyn Smith, and Kate Jackson as smart, beautiful private investigators working for a mysterious millionaire boss. Share your memories of watching the show. Mark your submission “Charlie’s Angels.” FUNNY AND FASCINATING ELECTIONS In honor of the upcoming presidential election, our October/November 2016 issue will look back at local and national politics through your eyes. Did you ever run for office or help a political figure…
APRIL 1943: DRAPED IN DENIM and swigging from Mason jars, nine female “wipers” take a break from hosing down locomotives in the Chicago & Northwestern railroad’s Clinton, Iowa, roundhouse. More than two million American women worked in war industries by 1945, changing the face of factory labor as we knew it. Photographer Jack Delano’s vivid color image (shot on assignment for the Farm Security Administration) survives in the Library of Congress as a humanizing vision of these real-life Rosie the Riveters. “I thought I could portray ordinary working people in photographs with the same compassion and understanding that Van Gogh had shown for the peasants of Holland with pencil and paintbrush,” Delano wrote in his autobiography. We’d say he nailed it.…
“I met almost every guy I dated in high school while waiting for our drive-in orders.” BOBBI B. BOYD The pictures on these pages were shown to readers, who shared the memories they called to mind. Watch our Facebook page ( facebook.com/ReminisceMagazine ) to join the conversation. DRIVE-INS AND DIVES WHEN I WAS a little girl, one of my favorite places to go was the local A&W Root Beer stand. I remember the tray of food coming out to the car and hooking onto the window. We usually made these trips on Saturday nights after our baths, so we got to wear our jammies! JUDY BOZARTH IN FOURTH GRADE, I won a radio contest, and part of my prize was a gift certificate to a burger place…
BABY NEEDS A NEW PAIR OF SHOES JOYCE T. ROLLINS DERRY, NH HOLIDAY HAND-ME-DOWNS were normal for me. Around Easter time when I was eight years old, my mother announced that we were going to Parke Snow for a new outfit. As I was the youngest in the family, this was the adventure of a lifetime. Ma picked out a blue dotted swiss dress with a velveteen bodice and sash that tied in the back. I also got new Mary Jane patent leather shoes. No more of the brown oxfords I’d had all my life. A white straw hat with a blue grosgrain ribbon around the brim and a pansy tucked into the side finished off the outfit. On Easter morning, I slowly got dressed and looked in the mirror.…
TEACHER’S TURN FOR TRICKS BETTY VAN ARSDALE BEL AIR, MD INSTEAD OF students pulling April Fools’ pranks, I pulled one every five years on my sixth-grade class. We studied the United Nations in social studies, and with so many new countries joining, I gave an assignment to report on a “new” representative named Loo F. Lirpa. The man’s name was April Fool spelled backward! The students were told to watch TV, look at newspapers, use the library, and ask for guidance from their parents for a report due April 1. They researched to the point that they frustrated the librarians with questions. Sometimes a student guessed right, but most didn’t. I taught in Pennsylvania for 40 years and loved every minute of it. HOW DID SHE KNOW IT WAS ME?…
SIGHTS AND SOUNDS THAT LEFT US SPEECHLESS SALLY R. HAINLINE LAWTON, MI IN 1952, there were 17 in my graduating class—some of us had started kindergarten together, and even with “add-ons” and “drop-offs,” we were a fairly close-knit bunch of kids. Perhaps because we had a history together or because we were an adventurous lot, we decided to take a senior trip upon graduation. Now, the usual senior trip was just a day at a Lake Michigan beach or an overnight stay in Chicago. Our senior trip plans were more ambitious than our bank balance. Even after fund-raising, all the seniors had to chip in extra funds through their own industriousness or generous parents. We had decided to take a school bus to Washington, DC, for over a week but…
