Dreamy Pool Memories
When Don & I planned a stop in St. Louis with a stay at the iconic Chase Park Plaza Hotel, I ordered this fine cap on Ebay. The dreamy & stretchy cap with chin strap, too me back to my childhood.
Sadly, it did not arrive in time. I couldn't celebrate the fifties in the Chase pool, by doing some fine strokes in my pink cap. After all, the Chase's swimming pool was where they did the live broadcast of the 1956 Miss America Pageant! What a hoot it would have been to have taken a swim, in my cap... in the very pool where all those lovely babes strutted, years ago.
This photo with my cap, was taken at home later. I'm smiling, but it was freezing. I'm smiling, like I love swim caps. Actually, I hate them, after years of mandatory ones in the 1960's. This will be my last pose in the swim cap.
Crown Candy Kitchen in St. Louis!
It might look like the malt is the big focus here, but I got more of a thrill out of the egg salad sandwich than anything! I've done the diner thing and I've done the malt thing, during my year of celebrating the fifties. But I have not been to Crown Candy Kitchen in years and that is something worth celebrating! CCK has been a St. Louis icon since 1913.
In the fifties, teens came to share yummy treats like the "Lovers Delight". (See writing in mirror) But I am not a teen, so I went for something June Clever might have gone for if she and Ward had stopped in for a bite. The best part of the whole outing, was thinking about my mom and knowing she used to come here in her youth. Since there are only about 10 booths, there's a chance she once sat in my very spot!
Swinging in Springfield!
I love porches and I love swings. I don't own either. When planning our road trip, I hoped that at least one of our 22 nights would involve a porch. When I learned that our B & B in Springfield, Missouri had a porch and a swing, I made sure to pack the fixings and announced my plan. "I'm going to have lemonade on that porch!"
That seemed like a perfect way to celebrate the simpler times of the 1950's! By time we reached Springfield, the weather turned chilly and damp, but that didn't stop me. I had a cup of pink lemonade and thought about that house. We didn't realize it when initially researching B&Bs in Springfield, but found out that my Great Great Uncle Harry Jewell once lived in this house!
During our recent road trip, we stayed one night on the Dull family farm. We slept in a cozy guest barn and hiked a road along a cornfield. Best of all, I got to go in the chicken coop and help collect eggs in the evening!
Now, I didn't actually know I would be getting to do that, but I packed my farm wife apron, as I call it... just in case I happened to have use for it on the farm! It was easy to feel like I was back in the fifties when chickens roamed freely and cows came back to the barn at night! I wish I could have celebrated more than one night!
Merrill Park in Grinnell, Iowa
It's hard to find the kind of playground equipment that filled parks in the 1950's. Some of it is considered too dangerous now. But this mid-century-merry-go-round, is still open for play! Don and I made a stop here, while on a road trip. I moved to Grinnell as a baby in 1957, I have fond memories of this park.
Below is a photo of me playing on a bigger merry-go-round in Grinnell, when I was 9. I was glad to have a few siblings, because a merry-go-round is not so fun, by yourself.
On the day that Don and I stopped at the Merrill Park, I must admit I felt a little sad. Some of my favorite pieces of playground equipment were long gone. No elephant slide. No horsey gliders. And no kids from my childhood. The park seemed oddly quiet and somewhat distorted, like a dream.
I didn't ride the merry-go-round, because a mom was watching her children play on it. It would have been hard to explain why I felt the urge to ride.
So I settled for celebrating the park and the merry-go-round, by snapping a few photos and remembering!
During our stay in Missouri, I knew we would have an opportunity to go fishing. I figured if I was going to participate in this old fashioned sport, I might as well take it back in time and fish the way most kids probably fished in the fifties.
I know they had rods and reels back then, but I made it a little more fun by using a bamboo stick. With a bobber and a hook and a squished up ball of bread, I caught 3 bluegill!
I have removed a fish from a hook a couple times in my life, but I made good use of my fishing partner for that!
57 Celebrations of the Fifties!
April 9, 2014
I don't remember the 1950's, since they ended when I was 2. But since I turned 57 today and this is my BYB (Birth Year Birthday) I'm going to just appreciate the flavor of 1957! My goal is to celebrate in at least 57 simple ways throughout the year! I will dabble in the fashion, the foods, the music and the culture of those times...just for the fun of it!