Articles, activities for boomers & seniors
Mickey Rooney was born Joe Yule, Jr., on September 23, 1920, in Brooklyn, New York.Rooney passed away April 6, 2014, at the age of 93. Joe Yule, Jr., only 17 months old, joined his parents on the vaudeville stage as, of course, a toddler. He made his first film appearance in 1926. The following year, he played the lead character in the first Mickey McGuire short film. It was in this popular film series that he took the stage name Mickey Rooney.
This column is dedicated to all our health field workers, drug store workers, grocery workers, postal workers, truck and delivery drivers, and all people helping to keep our communities safe, alive, and supplied during this time. You are all heroes. This is a time for reflection. Families are together for a reason. I feel that this is a time for cleansing MIND AND BODY. Let us appreciate life, and honor all the souls that have passed. Please stay safe and remember to check on any elderly neighbors you have, especially if they are alone. I want to thank my wonderful neighbors who have always been very thoughtful and helpful to my husband and me.
Summer Fun is Outdoor Fun! Current conditions may have altered our normal schedules, but they also make us anxious to get outside. Here are some fun ways to gather with your grandchildren and enjoy some outdoor activities (and some indoor ones for those rainy days). You and they may even learn a thing or two, as well! Always remember to abide by health and safety recommendations.
Each generation finds the next generation somewhat incomprehensible. This seems especially true with the flood of social media posts and pontifications. Do you remember the days of little black-and-white screens, and shows like Art Linkletter’s “House Party”? Enjoy a sampling of genuine, funny, unscripted thoughts from regular kids! A universal question that adults ask kids is, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” We may expect “fireman” or “ballerina,” but . . .
Wishes are spirits of outcomes that may or may not be possible. As we saw in the previous installment, “Regrets,” no amount of wishing can change the past. This does not stop us from wishing today could be different or tomorrow will be more satisfying. When I was a child, when cell phones is what Ma Bell did and iMac was a Scottish greeting, I was innocent and naïve — I believed in wishing wells and making wishes when blowing out the candles on the birthday cake.
“Nothing binds a people to their leader like a common enemy. Voters don't change governments during war.” — Harvey Fierstein. Resurrection Day, commonly called “Easter,” is nigh. The seeds that have been buried in the ground are coming out of hiding, and the ferns are unfolding. The suburban landscape is bursting with plastic, pretend bunnies, chicks, and eggs, impostors that have no real life in them. As the season approaches, another story unfolds — a story of a man who was buried and came out of hiding, separating himself from the impostors by bringing new life to the world. This is the story of the gospel, a word that means, “good news.” Let’s allow the apostle Paul to explain what we mean: