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Modern Day Bank Teller

It’s not that I’m not in favor of technology;  This from a blogger who has an Ipad, Ipod, Notebook, Netbook, Kindle, digital camera, Blackberry and desktop pc!  So I’m clearly in favor of electronic convenience.  Please note I said convenience and not efficiency.  I like things that go faster and I love efficiency BUT not at the cost of someone losing their job.

Every day our President is attacked about the lack of jobs, the rising unemployment rate and the weather.  Of course mortgage rates are at an all time low, a major depression  was diverted into a recession by assisting who? BIG BUSINESS, not welfare recipients, not Social Security pensioners but still Obama is at fault.  Why aren’t people being hired?  Why aren’t new jobs being created?

I heard something on the news the other night that struck a chord with me.  Stop and Shop, one of the nation’s larger chain of supermarkets was implementing the use of their portable scanner in the tri-state area.  Apparently this techno gadget was introduced in 2008  and is in use in many of the chain’s outlets.

Customers can scan their items as they shop, a running total is kept and you can even bag and pack your own groceries as you shop.  You check out on a machine on the way out.  I certainly see the advantaage to this;  you can monitor your total so you won’t be shocked at the check out counter.  And you can check out with a machine which will surely have a shorter, quicker line than the one you choose with a cashier.  So what’s wrong with this picture?

Well from my point of view, this is automation pure and simple and when the machine takes over, the person is gone. Their job has been eliminated, their paycheck has disappeared and now that person(s) is unemployed.  Maybe he/she is collecting unemployment, maybe trying to live off their Social Security check.  Whatever…the MACHINE is now in place where a real live person used to stand.  Maybe not always smiling, maybe not always packing your groceries carefully but nonetheless, a human being, someone just like you and me who tries each week to pay the bills with a shrinking paycheck.

The grocery cashiers that I have come  in contact with over the years and depending on the state I lived in seemed to fall in one of three categories;  High School and College students working part-time after school, house-wives  looking to add income to the family and young men and women who are not or did not go on to college take this job because their options are limited.  Then in days gone by for the most part, besides the cashier, there was a bagger;  Add to above categories, the retirees who gratefully took on this menial job because they enjoyed being out of the house and seeing people and the income didn’t hurt either.

The personal scanner in one fell digital swoop, swept them all out the door.  Now isn’t that efficient?  Just think, the personal scanner took the place of two people and IT doesn’t get lunch breaks, vacations, health insurance, 401 Ks.  And to boot it isn’t unionized the way most of Stop & Shop’s employees are!! What a great solution to a weakening economy!  Raise the prices of the products, eliminate employees and my guess is the profit margin is sustained  to keep its shareholders happy.

What a vicious cycle-there are no jobs, so big business eliminates more.  The people who were gainfully employed are now NOT.  Proponents of Big Business proclaim the problem with our economy is most certainly those at the bottom of the economic ladder, blood-sucking welfare and unemployment and Social Security SO what do those proponents think when it is Big Business who actually adds to those ranks by laying off real people so a machine can take their place??

It’s not just Stop & Shop, and they are hardly the first. Over the years, in my lifetime I’ve seen the milkman disappear, the bread delivery man, the telephone operators, the bank tellers replaced by ATM machines, the gas station attendants giving way to self-service pumps, the receptionist replaced by voice mail.  At my local Home Depot, there used to be at least 6 check out counters.  Now there are four and 3 self check-out machines!

What do you think?

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I took photo on July 4, 2010, of table arrange...

It's America's Birthday Party

I was looking forward to receiving some Fourth of July memoirs and by the way, it’s certainly NOT too late since next Monday is the day we are going to celebrate;  Fireworks, picnics, cook-outs, pool parties, ice cream sundaes, parades, floats, marching bands…whatever!

Anyway it is Monday and these Six Word Memoirs have come in this week and I’m happy to present them to you.

My old hometown is practically unrecognizable – Weez

We had better weather in April – Susan Celtic Lady

Five grandchildren get better each year – Heather

6 words; Six more working days Susan Celtic Lady

Is there really a beach here? – Me

Sanding, scraping, painting, mowing, trimming, deadheading – Me

This is short post this Monday, as you can tell I have a myriad amount of chores and tasks to do, somewhat never ending and I don’t have “the book” with me so I can’t inspire you further for next week.   I think celebration of the national holiday along with perhaps your thoughts and feelings about America or your own state or hometown might just be the seed of a Six Word Memoir.  Till then…

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Here’s 10 interesting facts that you can casually (and intentionally) drop into a conversation to impress your friends.   Did you know???

The snowboard was invented by an eighth grader from New Jersey?

In the days before toilet paper, Americans used corn husks and corncobs and the Japanese used sea weed?   

early American toilet paper

Please Don't Squeeze the Corn Husks

The world’s first ketchup was a green and brown paste made of squished up cucumbers, walnuts and mushrooms.

The average American spends nine years of his or her life watching television.

The first trampoline was thought up by an 11-year old George Nissen while watching a circus show in hometown in Iowa in 1826.  While in high school, George invented a bouncing table.  To prove how high a person could jump on a trampoline, its inventor took along a kangaroo – and made sure he jumped higher than the animal in his demonstrations

For almost two centuries bread was the world’s only type of eraser.  It didn’t work very well, but was good enough, until the rubber eraser was invented.

Not until the 1920s did it become common in the United States to have separate public bathrooms for males and females.  Those for men were called Johns.  Those for women were called Janes.

3M company, George Fry

Post It Notes

Post It Notes were invented by 3 M employee, Art Fry.  He used some of his colleague’s strong but removable adhesive to stick a page marker in his hymnal.

That Jules Leotard, a French circus acrobat invented the leotard . It was said he was in love with himself!

The modern day lollipop was invented by George Smith of New Haven, CT in 1908.  He would put a ball of boiled sweets on a stick and he named it after a famous race horse of the day, Lolly Pop.      

lolly, pop. sucker,

Lollipop


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Well those of you who know me (and my husband) and recently a good friend described us to her friend as “they’re so retro”, know that almost all things old and vintage are revered and quite possibly collected by us.  I sometimes refer to my apartment as a tchotcha museum, while others have referred to it as the archives.  So it shouldn’t come as any surprise that of course we love vintage classic cars!  Really, who doesn’t?

The cars from the 1930’s. 40’s and 50’s are Classic;  Clearly they don’t make them like they used to.  First of all, those cars were made with steel, not fiberglass so to get a dent on your bumper someone would really have to smack you and with their weight they didn’t sway on the highway.  Besides the fact that every make and model looked different so that when one was coming your way you knew whether it was a Ford or DeSoto or a Chevy or a Lincoln, for me I loved the mascots (hood ornaments to those of you who….).  I have several mascots from vintage cars and have them mounted and on display in my Art Deco living room.  They were in fact beautiful pieces of chrome sculpture!  But I digress.  So what about the cars – we often go to Vintage Car Shows in the tri-state area and I take photos when I remember to bring the camera and the extra battery (lol).

vintage cars

Sleek Silver and Spectacular

photo by Murray Head

Green With Envy

photo by Murray Head

thunderbird

Daddy Took the T-Bird Away

photo by Murray Head

Resplendent in Red

photo by Murray Head

Vintage car show

Gorgeous - Both of Them!

photo by Murray Head

hood mascot, hood ornament, swan, pelican

A Thing of Beauty

photo by Murray Head

Chevy, chevrolet

Big Blue and Beautiful

photo by Lori

Buick Woody, Woody, station wagon

Buick Woody Station Wagon

photo by Lori

wire wheels, luggage carrier,

Wire Wheels and a Luggage Carrier TOO!

photo by Lori

1958 Metropolitan, So Cute, the Met

So Cute

photo by Lori

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With the Conservatory Gardens and the Shakespeare Gardens in full bloom in Central Park, Murray has been photographing some of the Park’s tiniest creatures and most beautiful flora.  Small as they may be, he is using a macro lens, creating Richard Avendon-like photos.

The photos are so clear and close up it’s almost like looking at them under a microscope.  I think you will enjoy this series.

bumble bee, honey bee, Shakespeare Gardens, Central Park, NYC

Mmmm. This looks like the place.

flower filament, anther, yellow tulip, Shakespeare gardens, Central Park,

Hanging On!!

anther, filament, central park, Shakespeare Gardens

Tucked In For A Nap

bumble bee, honey bee, Shakespeare Gardens

Rolling Out of Bed

Refreshed and Ready to Eat

Refreshed and Ready to Eat

bumble bee, Shakespeare Gardens

I'm Going to Love Me Some Pollen

All photos courtesy of Murray Head

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Father's Day Cake 2009

Image by Jim, the Photographer via Flickr

Last week I asked everyone to try and think about the upcoming (now past) Father’s Day and perhaps share some thoughts and feelings about dear old Dad, that very important person in all of our lives!  For me, some flood gate of emotion opened up over the weekend and I wrote from my heart many of the memories I have of my Dad and I doing things together.

BUT, we are never locked into just one theme here on pbenjay so I am glad to have received some memoirs dealing with different subjects.

Leonard was the best Dad ever – Gail

Road trip over.  Long road ahead. – Weez

Please, PLEASE let the fires stop! – Lorraine

Birthday looming, now I’m really old – Gail

60 years is a long friendship – Susan Celtic Lady

Can you  hear me Dad ? Thanks! – Me

Ray’s gone. Bill you’re looking good! – Me

 

So what shall we think/write/send in next week?  Do you need a theme? Next week is the official start of Summer, 4th of July is looming around the corner.  It’s the time of the year when I immediately revert back to my “school’s out, it’s summer” state of mind.  And what does that exactly mean anyway?  I don’t want to think/work or I envision long days at the shore soaking up sunshine and reading?  Well we’ll see as the season unfolds.

For this week, here’s a few more Six Word Memoirs from Writers Both Obscure and Famous from “the book”.

Being a monk stunk. Better gay – Bob Redman

Quiet guy; please pay closer attention – Jonathan Lesser

Oklahoma girl meets world. Regrets it. – Gretchen Wahl

Life was but a dream, merrily – Paul W. Morris

Happiness is a warm salami sandwich – Stanley Bing

 

 

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Cover of "Daddy's Little Girl"

Cover of Daddy's Little Girl

Thank You!

I have so much to thank you for and I know I’ve said it before, this day, this Father’s Day, I feel the need to say it again.  And this time it’s going to be harder because I don’t know if you can hear me and I don’t have an address where to send this letter.  Of course, I can always fall back on my Catholic upbringing and hope and assume you are in heaven and in that case, you must be with Mom too.

But this day is about you;  As an only child who lost her mother when I was 9, you played a bigger than life role in my life.  All little girls adore their fathers, I was certainly no exception and for those few years when you had to be both Mommy and Daddy, you were my whole world.  I wanted to be Daddy’s Little Girl forever.

It must have been really hard for you!  I didn’t fully realize just how hard it must have been until I was in my own adulthood.  Like all children, being totally self-centric, even as I grew up I only thought of my own pain and loss. I don’t know at what point it occurred to me just how young you were and how the burden of being a single parent must have been on you AND then it was even later before I realized the daily pain you must have felt losing the love of your life, my mother, Helen.  She was only 33 years old so I guess you were probably around the same age.   Those evenings around the supper table just you and me and the empty chair are forever ingrained in my mind while you sat and stared into some place and time not in the present.  A broken heart, a full-time job to support me, a house to take care of, a child to rear and feed and nurture. Wow Dad, you rocked!

I am ever grateful to you for the parenting and nurturing you gave me that set me on the path of the person I’ve become.  Along the way, I ‘ve made a lot of mistakes, some which you tried to talk me out of and some which I guess I had to experience in order to learn a lesson.

But this day is just not about my lamenting the loss of my dear Dad, it’s also about memories held dear and thankfulness for hundreds, no thousands of big and little things, ideas, principles, values, and fun times.

So thank you Dad for so many memories….teaching me to tie my shoes, getting me a dog, letting me sit on your lap as you read even when I was way too big to do so.  For making me kites from road maps and making them bigger than any store-bought one with long tails, and letting me take even more maps to cover my school books, for letting me be a tomboy and because you worked for J & E Stevens, bringing home the best cap guns and holsters ever.  Thank you for teaching my friends and I how to water ski, for taking me along with you to pick the first dandelions of the season by Wadsworth Falls,  for giving me a jack knife and trusting me with it.  For teaching me how to fish and taking me deep sea fishing with you, for building stilts for me and for teaching me about shooting marbles.  Thank you for finding the money to send me to St. John’s School where I received such a good basic education, that those of us who went there were all bumped up an English grade in Junior HS.  You were the one who fixed the broken zipper on my dress an hour before I was supposed to leave for a dance and you were the one who was angry at me when you found out I was smoking!  Thank you for instilling in me the joy of reading, the value and satisfaction of growing flowers and vegetables, for taking us on vacation to the beach either in Maine or Rhode Island where I learned to love the smell of the ocean and body surf the waves. 

Thank you Dad for standing by me when I made the decision to get a divorce, for getting me a calf and raising it so we could slaughter it and have beef for a year, for teaching me to drive a stick shift car and for letting me play jacks on the dining room floor even though it probably scratched it up a lot.  I have great memories of you and Susan’s Dad, Bill and us all sledding at night down Spencer Drive, and of the clam bakes, pig roasts and other block parties that I know you were the instigator and I inherited that gene and passed it on to my own daughter.

Thank  you taking me clamming with you and teaching me how to eat clams on the half shell even when I was still small enough to sit in the bushel basket where  you put the clams you found.  For being the “fix-it” Dad that you were fixing all kinds of things around my apartment and house for years and years.  For always getting me a big pumpkin at Halloween and carving the best faces!  You were so involved in making the holidays special whether it was pumpkin carving or coloring Easter eggs with me and being the Dad in the neighborhood who got all the fireworks for Fourth of July and giving me sparklers, black snakes and poppers. Thank you for letting me plaster pictures of Elvis Presley all over my bedroom door and for buying me his records and my own Hi-Fi portable record player.

Thank you keeping the memory of my mother alive and marrying my stepmother so I wouldn’t grow up motherless.  I miss you Dad – there are many times when I reach for the phone to call you and ask you something and then I remember I can’t do that anymore.  This past week, I drove to CT to see Susan and on the way I passed the Stella D’Oro Cookie Factory, where when we drove past it on our way to see Grandma, we could smell the cookies baking and I knew we were getting close to her apartment.  Well the cookie smells have been gone a long time since the factory closed the manufacturing end and just used the building as headquarters.  Two days ago, I was saddened to see a For Sale sign on the building.  Just another incident in the passage of time and a reminder of days gone by, days spent with you Dad.

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Strawberry Ice Cream with Strawberries

Sweet & Smooth Strawberry Ice Cream

Ok, so it never really went away BUT I’m just so excited that I have a few contributions from readers and that always makes blue Mondays, happy Mondays.

Wind can stop any time now – Lorraine

I used to pinch, now pluck – Susan Celtic Lady

I believe in love, that’s all – Heather

Count down, how many more days? – Susan Celtic Lady

Sweet, seductive, slippery, sexy – ice creamMe

And as I like to continue to inspire response from you all, here are some Six Word Memoirs from “the book”.  The Six Word Memoirs in this book are written by writers, famous and obscure, which category would you like to be in?

Nothing profound, I just sat around – Daniel Rosenburg

Found true love, married someone else – Bjorn Stromberg

Others left early: he continued looking – Anthony Swoffurd

Shy Jersey kid, overcompensating ever since – Ariel Kaminer

Dad died, mom crazy, me, too. – Moby

After reading that last one, it is the perfect segué to what is the obvious theme for next Monday.  Father’s Day is Sunday and I think it would be the perfect time to express our thoughts, feelings, love and emotions around our Dad, Father, Poppy – whatever you call him, please share with us some thing, some memory, some something about Dad.  We will publish them all next Monday.

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A map of Governor's Island, NY, USA. Showing b...

Map of Governor's Islan

Yes there is a Governor’s Island in Manhattan and  last week it was the venue for Veuve Cliquot’s Annual Polo Classic.  This year the beneficiary of this fund-raiser was Donna Karan’s Hope, Help & Rebuild Haiti fund.  The glitterati were out in full force, Marc Jacobs among them with Hugh Jackman and Nacho Figueras co-hosting the event!  Put those two together in one place and the audience will be replete with beautiful women and fashionistas of both sexes.  Yesterday’s blog featured some of the more adventurous hats and costumes.  

Governor’s Island has a rich and interesting history, changing hands a few times and practically abandoned at others.  My husband and I had occasion to visit Governor’s Island a couple of years ago just as they were planning to re-open it to the public and allow its acreage to be used for events.  It was fascinating to clamber through the Fort Jay, visit the school house, the theater and inspect some of the numerous dwellings still intact through the care of the government but at that time not being utilized fully. Here’s brief history:

The Native Americans of the Manhattan region referred to the island as Pagganck (“Nut Island”) after the Island’s plentiful hickory, oak, and chestnut trees. Its location made the Island a perfect fishing camp for local tribes, and many residents of the area used the island seasonally. In June of 1637, Wouter Van Twiller, representative of Holland, purchased Governors Island from the Native Americans of “Manahatas” for two ax heads, a string of beads, and a handful of nails. Though he was a representative of the Dutch government, Van Twiller purchased the island for his private use. The island, thereafter known as Noten Eylant or Nutten Island, was confiscated by the Dutch government a year later.

Dutch and British Control
In 1664, the English captured New Amsterdam, renaming it New York, and took Nutten Island, which had been left unfortified by the Dutch.  The command of the island changed hands a few times, however, eventually the British retained control  of the island for “the benefit and acomodation of His Majesty’s Governors.” Although it was not officially named until 1784, it thus came to be called Governors Island.

For more than 200 years, it was used as a military facility by British and American forces. Following the British evacuation of New York in 1776, Americans fortified the island for fear of further advances by the British navy, however during an August siege, the Americans had to retreat from Long Island and Governors Island. After the revolution, the island reverted back to New York State and remained inactive for several years. In 1794, with the country in need of a system of coastal defenses, construction began on Fort Jay on high ground in the center of the island. In 1800, New York transferred the island to the U.S. government for military use. Between 1806 and 1809, the U.S. Army reconstructed Fort Jay and built Castle Williams on a rocky outcropping facing the harbor. During the War of 1812, artillery and infantry troops were concentrated on Governors Island.

The island continued to serve an important military function until the 1960s. During the American Civil War, it was used for recruitment and as a prison for captured Confederate soldiers. Throughout World War I and II, the island served as an important supply base for Army ground and air forces.

Physically, the island changed greatly during the early 20th century. Using rocks and dirt from the excavations for the Lexington Avenue Subway, the Army Corps of Engineers supervised the deposit of 4,787,000 cubic yards of fill on the south side of Governors Island, adding 103 acres of flat, treeless land by 1912 and bringing the total acreage of the island to 172. In 1918, the Army built the Governors Island Railroad, which consisted of 1-¾ miles of track and three flat cars carrying coal, machinery, and supplies from the pier to shops and warehouses. Six years later, a municipal airport was proposed for the island. Instead, Liggett Hall, a large structure designed by architecture firm McKim, Mead & White, was built and became the first Army structure to house all of the facilities for an entire regiment.

Coast Guard Era
With the consolidation of U.S. Military forces in 1966, the island was transferred to the Coast Guard. This was the Coast Guard’s largest installation, serving both as a self-contained residential community, with an on-island population of approximately 3,500, and as a base of operations for the Atlantic Area Command and Maintenance and Logistics Command as well as the captain of the Port of New York.

Over the years, Governors Island has served as the backdrop for a number of historic events. In 1986, the island was the setting for the relighting of the newly refurbished Statue of Liberty by President Ronald Reagan. In 1988, President Reagan hosted a U.S.-U.S.S.R. summit with Mikhail Gorbachev on Governors Island, and in 1993, the United Nations sponsored talks on the island to help restore democratic rule in Haiti.

In 1995, the Coast Guard closed its facilities on Governors Island and, as of September 1996, all residential personnel were relocated. President Clinton designated 22 acres of the island, including the two great forts, as the Governors Island National Monument in January 2001, and on April 1, 2002, President George W. Bush, Governor Pataki, and Mayor Bloomberg announced that the United States would sell Governors Island to the people of New York for a nominal cost, and that the island would be used for public benefit. At the time of the transfer, deed restrictions were created that prohibit permanent housing and casinos on the island. On January 31, 2003, 150 acres of Governors Island were transferred to the people of New York. The remaining 22 acres were declared the Governors Island National Monument, which is managed by the National Park Service.

Source of information: Wikipedia

Nacho Figueras (swoooooon)


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My old and dear friend, Susan sent me this charming little story about Grandma’s aprons.  Of course it took me back to a time when I remember my own Grandma, standing in the kitchen in her “Cobbler‘s Apron”, because that’s the kind she preferred and she used to make them herself.  I remember my own mother wearing the more traditional short, tie-it-around-your-waist version and having many;  Some were the kind she put on just before the company came, crisp, clean and often frilly. 

fancy aprons

Hostess Aprons

When I was a young wife, I asked my Grandmother to make me some Cobbler Aprons and she gave me two.  I still have one (which unfortunately I can no longer fit in) and one I gave to my daughter.  I think she still has it, I hope she does.

Today’s aprons are very different and are more associated with grilling than cooking although lately I’ve taken to wearing one more often than not when I cook.  I mean how many times do I have to send a tee shirt or blouse to the cleaners before I learn that it’s quite possible that I will a) spill something on myself, b) splash something on myself or c) the oil will spatter on me!!  Well I have about 4 of these pseudo-chef aprons; a black one with various pasta shapes and their names on the front, a white one with a big blue whale courtesy of a Westchester real estate company, and two favorites; one with penguins on the front and lined in pink – just perfect for me and my husband’s niece, Dani made it.  The other favorite is a black apron with the just these words so near and dear to my heart – something like “All I ask is that you treat me with the same respect as Martha”. – Love it!  But enough about me, here’s the lovely little story which if you’re old enough will take you back to another  simpler time.

What a sweet memory!

McCall's pattern, cobbler apron

Just Like My Grandma Made

McCall's pattern cobbler apron

Cobbler's Apron


    Remember making aprons in Home Ec class?

I don’t think our kids know what an apron is and they certainly don’t have Home Ec classes.  The principal use of  Grandma’s apron was to protect the  dress underneath because she only had a few and it was easier to wash aprons than dresses and aprons used less material.  But along with that….

It served as a potholder for removing hot pans from the oven.

It was wonderful for drying children’s tears.

From the chicken coop, the apron was used for carrying eggs and fussy chicks.

When company came, those aprons were ideal hiding places for shy kids.

And when the weather was cold, Grandma wrapped it around her arms.

Those big old aprons wiped many a perspiring brow bent over the stove.

Chips and kindling were brought into the kitchen in that apron for the wood stove or fireplace.

From the garden, it carried all sorts of vegetables. After the peas had been shelled, it carried out the hulls.

In the fall, the apron was used to bring in the apples that had fallen from the trees.

When unexpected company drove up, it’s surprising how much furniture that old apron could dust in a matter of seconds.

It was a super place to hide a marble, a piece of candy or almost anything in Nana’s pocket.  

apron with pockets , cobble apron, house dress apron

Grandma' s Apron

When it was time for dinner, Grandma would go out to the porch, wave her apron and the menfolk would know it was time to come in from the fields for dinner. (This is more Hollywood than any memory I would have).

It will be a long time before anyone invents anything as useful as Grandma’s apron.



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