In America, 1968 was a turbulent year. There were two assassinations, anti-war demonstrators in the street, students taking over college campuses, cities torched and burning, and an increasingly unpopular war in Southeast Asia that was claiming lives daily.
I love to dance… and have the embarrassing pictures to prove it! So, today, I’d like to share a few videos of my favorite 1970s dances. Let’s take an electric slide down memory lane together!
As women who grew up in the 1960s, dance has been a part of our lives since the very beginning. But, if I’m right, most of us haven’t had a chance to see our favorite 1960s dances performed – let alone put on our dancing shoes and try them ourselves – for many years.
When this time of year rolls around, it usually triggers a wistful feeling, a sense of completion and a sense of loss. The summer has clearly fled; autumn is in full expression, and we stand, watching leaves fall, wondering what winter will bring.
Jewellery, in all its forms tells the story of our life. Whether we choose a necklace or a bracelet, they all tell people more about who we are, and they remind us of places and people, events and special things.
There is a certain truth you must realize when writing a memoir: You are the central character in the story, therefore you must write about who you are. You cannot assume that the reader knows you, even if they are a close relative.
According to Emory University researchers, “children who know stories about relatives who came before them show higher levels of emotional well-being.”
In other words, kids who know more about their family history are inclined to be more emotionally resilient than children who are deprived of such information. A child who feels like they are part of something larger than themselves – such as a family – have a greater sense of their “inter-generational self.”
When we are younger, each milestone in our lives holds monumental importance. We gather keepsakes: a movie ticket stub from that first important date, a snapshot of where you met. Your wedding gown, those tiny baby booties, your child’s first preschool crayon art rendering.
Do you attend class reunions or avoid them? I have friends who regularly organize class reunions and other friends who wouldn’t go even if they were paid to attend. I’ve been on both sides – eagerly attending some reunions and dismissing others.
Can you drive fast enough to catch up with 60 years? Marcia Orland, 76 years old and 12 years into a second career as personal historian, decided to find out.