Rosemary and I went on the South End H.S. House tour. We saw six row houses all built in the 19th century. One was completely modern inside; the others were less renovated. These houses are tall and thin; from 3 to 5 stories. You get developed calf muscles living in one of these.
Since Photographing the insides of the house was not allowed, I only took a few outside shots of the beautiful South End.
Poor Steve! He fell.
"On the parlor level stairs, notice only one cast-iron Rinceau handrail. The second was sold to neighbors at 146 West Newton Street many decades ago."
We thought the black screen made this look like the Chrysler Building--sort of.
I like this bike!
The Children's Art Center was a bathroom stop for house tourists.
I have been working on this dress FOREVER. I have hand-basted the slippery jersey knit pieces together before machine stitching. I have pushed my aging eyes to the limit as I threaded needles. I will never make it again, so make sure to take a look at this one.
Since I'm scheduled to turn 60 in a few months, and I believe in doing my advanced pre-planning ahead of time, I decided to start a series of sixty-centric posts.
First I want to deal with worries: What will 60 be like? Will my life force drain away? Will I look like a hag? Will I be poor? Some research is in order.
One advantage of being born at the end of the Baby Boom is seeing one's age-related concerns chewed over in the media long before one reaches the age in question. For instance, we frequently read that "60 is the new 40." That being the case, I can get an idea of what to expect by examining some old 40s. Below are some women who turned 40 in the 50s or 60s.
Here is actress Patricia Jessel at 40 in The City of the Dead. She appears to be pretty tough, and she'll feel even better after drinking the blood of the young woman she's about to stab.
Here is Coleen Gray (39) next to Dolores Faith (19) in The Phantom Planet. Coleen is holding up pretty well. (The hero still preferred the younger one, though.)
Here is Lady Bird Johnson. When she was 40, in 1952, she used some of her inheritance to buy a TV station, KTBC-TV/7, a move that would eventually make the Johnsons millionaires.
Here's a passage from a 1930's British crime novel*:
"I had made no arrangements as to where I was going to stay, so I took a taxi out to Hampstead. Some years ago I had rooms there in Fellows Road and I knew the landlady was an obliging sort--so I knocked her up and got her to take me in."
*Bude, John The Cornish Coast Murder. London: The British Library, 2014 p. 225.( First published in 1935.)