Recherche du temps perdu

We very seldom wore our dress whites, but they sure made us look snazzy. Who WAS this kid? And why do I miss him so?

"Are You an Admiral?"

This rather grainy shot was taken in a photo booth in New Orleans, where I went on a three day pass over Labor Day, 1954. Two little boys approached me, obviously impressed by the uniform, and one said: "Are you an admiral?" "Not yet," I replied.

Anchors Aweigh!

At the end of my sophomore year I left college to join the Naval Aviation Cadet program. The above was taken with my grandmother, Gertrude Ameely, and her husband, Al, on Christmas leave, 1954. I was already working on my letters home journal, which resulted in my A World Ago blog, http://www.doriengrey.blogspot.com

Happy Birthday, Mom

Today is my mom's birthday. She was born Odrae Lucille Fearn on November 11, 1909, and would be 98 years old today, had she not died of smoking-caused lung cancer on September 9, 1971 at the age of 62. I wish you could have known her as I did. I still miss her. I always will.

Play Time 3

Oh, youth! Yossel Neiman and I dressed to the nines in the period piece, Berkeley Square. The word "fop" comes immediately to mind. But hey, I was 20 years old and having an absolutely wonderful time. I apologize that the close up came out larger than I intended.

Play Time 2

Have I mentioned I loved college? Here's another shot with some of the cast of Berkeley Square, during my sophomore year, 1953, and it saddens me that the only person in the photo whose name I can recall (other than my own) is Yossel Neiman, right.

Play Time

I'm wobbling a bit on chronology, and this photo probably was taken before the NavCad application shot posted yesterday. But nonetheless, without doubt, my college years were among the happiest of my life. Here I am with the cast of Barkley Square, 1953. Dear Lord, how could so many years have passed since then? I want them back!