Showing posts with label 1960s. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 1960s. Show all posts

Friday, October 23, 2015

Halloween Candy - Kraft Candy


I never had Kraft Fudgies, but I do remember their caramels. The main thing I remember was that the cellophane used to wrap them was nearly impossible to remove. Never got them for Halloween though, I actually always assumed they were more for cooking.

Wednesday, October 21, 2015

Halloween Candy - Baby Ruth and Butterfinger


1961 Curtis Candy ad for Baby Ruth and Butterfinger, apparently Curtiss was stuck in the fifties with Suzy Homemaker and her wasp-waist. Interesting how we think of eras as defined, well ordered things when they actually bleed into each other.

Thursday, May 7, 2015

Indy 500 - Penn Line's A. J. Foyt Racing Set

In 1947 the trio of Albert Mercer, K. Linwood Stauffer, and Robert Faust came together, united by a love of modern model railroading. They had come to the realization that most of the model railroad equipment being produced was of inferior quality and lacking realistic detail. Penn Line used lead dies to cast their trains instead of the more common stamping employed by Lionel and American Flyer.


In the 60's Penn expanded into the slot car market, trying to bring the realism they'd brought to trains to the new market. Thus they produced the A. J. Foyt endorsed Indy 500 racing set. Reportedly it was a great looking, under-powered, flop. by 1963 the company had declared bankruptcy.

Friday, November 28, 2014

Singing for Thanksgiving Dinner - It's Illegal, it's Immoral, or it Makes You Fat (1962)

The post-Thanksgiving season is upon us and, though most of us are probably more worried about Black Friday instead of our holiday dietary decisions, I thought I'd post a cautionary song. This little 1962 ditty is by The Beverly Sisters who we'll hear more from in the Yuletide season.


Wednesday, June 18, 2014

The War of 1812

On this date in 1812 James Madison signed the declaration that started the War of 1812 with Great Britain. War was opposed by a sizable minority, but the British economic blockade of France, the pressing of American sailors into service aboard British vessels, and the British support for hostile Great Lakes tribes on the American frontier gave congressional war hawks the support they needed.

American forces began the conflict by launching a three-point invasion of Canada, which failed miserably. In 1914 Napoleon Bonaparte's empire began to crumble, allowing the British to focus on combat in America. Washington DC fell that year and in August the White House, the Capitol, and other government were burned by British and Canadian troops as repayment for similar acts of arson by US troops while in Canada.

September brought the turning of the leaves and the tide. Thomas Macdonough won the Battle of Plattsburg Bay on Lake Champlain, forcing the invading British to retreat back to Canada and leading to the conclusion of US-British peace negotiations in Belgium. On Christmas Eve 1814 the Treaty of Ghent was signed and the War of 1812 formally came to an end, but it wasn't the end of hostilities.

Communication of the era being what it was, British forces assailing the US Gulf Coast weren't informed of the treaty for weeks. On January 8, US forces under the command of Andrew Jackson achieved what is arguably the greatest American victory of the war when they routed the British at the Battle of New Orleans. News of the Treaty of Ghent and Jackson's victory reached the US public nearly simultaneously, fostering a false connection between the two, encouraging a new found sense of confidence in American power, and providing inspiration for a 1960's hit by Johnny Horton.


Monday, January 20, 2014

The Words of Martin Luther King Jr.


Jet Magazine, April 18, 1968

The man speaks best for himself, nothing I could add would do him justice.

Monday, May 20, 2013

1964 Indy 500 - Eddie Sachs

Just in case my post about the Sport of Death made it seem like driving a race car is no more dangerous than your morning commute, here's a video tribute to Eddie Sachs who lost his life during the 1964 race. As I said, Death hovers and waits.