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Heard it on the Radio!

As I was puttering about my kitchen this morning, a soothing voice on the radio grabbed my attention. I put the teapot down, turned up the volume, and was transported to my college dorm room in Cortland, New York, 1964. 381 more words

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I Don't Fit In!

I have tried; I really have. And it’s nothing new. This has been going on since, well, ever since I can remember. Sometimes I feel like the little zebra who stands before St. 472 more words

Costa Rica

Topless Then and Now!

In its infancy in 1964, the world was shocked when Carol Doda did the swim and the frug atop a grand piano wearing only a skimpy bathing suit design by Rudi Gernreich. 863 more words

Boomer Memoir

Flying By the Seat of My Pants!

This is an excerpt from my upcoming book by the same title:

The cat’s out of the bag. Let the stories be told!

 Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty  and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming “Wow! 954 more words

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New Barker in the Neighborhood - Part 6

Ten years later, I was walking around San Francisco’s North Beach, and I ran into Carol Doda on the street. She was still going strong, doing her nightly routine on top of the hydraulic baby-grand piano that came down from the ceiling with her doing the swim or the frug to the delight of the audience. 450 more words

Boomer Memoir

New Barker in the Neighborhood - Part 5

Start with Part 1:http://caroleconnolly.wordpress.com/2014/05/28/new-barker-in-the-neighborhood/

Leap before you look! I did it again. Langley Porter? I was pretty sure that was the psychiatric division of the UCSF (University of California, San Francisco) right down the street on Parnassus. 894 more words

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New Barker in the Neighborhood - Part 4

It was a clean show. Really, it was. After a while, you forget about being topless. When I first started in the show, I would “hide” behind a screen to get into costume. 1,079 more words

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