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Book recommendation for Rockette fans and anyone else who loves an engaging story set in an enchanting mid-century NYC: THE SPECTACULAR by Fiona Davis, about a 19-year-old dancer named Marion who defies her father to follow her Rockette dreams and becomes a crime-stopping sleuth along the way. (This Rockette does it all!)
I especially loved the behind-the-scenes action at Radio City Music Hall—author Fiona Davis did her homework to get the details right. A great escapist read, available wherever books are sold or your public library.
Facebook reminded me I posted this six years ago. Well here it is again. My beautiful mother circa 1950.
Esquire posted 25 iconic photos of NYC at Christmas from the early century until now. One dated 1950 shows a bevy of Rockettes backstage, including my mother, looking gorgeous in fur as she peeks over a friend’s shoulder in the far back. My mother would have loved it.
(Have I mentioned she was a Rockette? At Radio City Music Hall?)
I started blogging when Olivia was 4 and Mateo 2, writing stories about who they were and what we did and how it felt to be their mother.
Toward the end of the pandemic, I had an idea to compile the blog posts into a book for them—because who doesn’t love to read a book where they’re the subject? I only got as far as copying and pasting the hundreds of entries into a giant Word file before some duty called and I abandoned the project.
Then on December 22, as I thought about what to give my kids for Christmas—really deliberated over what I wanted them to receive from me—I realized what I wanted to give them was a record of our life together. My version of that life, to be sure, but, I figured, better than nothing.
While I was too late to have the manuscript bound into a fancy hardcover volume, there was still time to rush to Office Depot where a friendly associate in the business center printed my 325 pages and secured them with a black plastic spiral.
I titled the tome OUR TINY UNIVERSE and ordered 2 copies, one each for the now 21-year-old Olivia and 19-year-old Mateo.
The best part of Christmas was watching them read it. Oh my heart.
