Did the Seventies Really Happen?
I sometimes wonder. I just got another trove of old Newsdays, and I always feel stupid for buying them until I get them. Once I pore over them, I am fascinated and amused for hours. It's all so familiar, and yet so... different.
Remember in-store promotions? Yeah, I guess they're still around, but good luck finding a paint store these days where you could stand around and kibitz with the likes of Joe Franklin, Bernard Meltzer, and Johnny the Clown.


Speaking of beauty queens... well, I guess she's not a queen so much as a random girl in a bikini handing a trophy to a carpet salesman. Wonder if she took any Flack later that night--Hey-yo!

More to come...