Boomer Memoir

Fun with Frank

Posted on June 1, 2016 by CAROLEJEAN’SCAPERS@WORDPRESS.COM10 Comments Frank and Carole Jean     Frank had a stellar career as movie star, modeled as the Marlboro Man, and directed a passel of plays back in the day. He lived in New York, and Los Angeles, and hobnobbed with friends and […]

Time to Ditch the Tree

Posted on January 4, 2016 by CAROLEJEAN’SCAPERS@WORDPRESS.COM1 Comment Bye Bye Christmas Tree Christmas is over and done. Some people ditch the tree on New Year’s Day while others wait until Three Kings Day on January 6. From the balcony of my apartment, I watched as my neighbor carried her smallish […]

Sally, Sally, How Does Your Garden Grow?

  Sally is a “bracelet friend.” If you know what that means, you are probably one, too. If I have given you a silver Caribbean Hook Bracelet at some point in the last in the last few years and you don’t know the significance, you should probably turn it in. […]

I’m Rich! There’s Candy on the Table

Posted on August 7, 2015 by CAROLEJEAN’SCAPERS@WORDPRESS.COMLeave a comment I was a little girl living in the projects in Brooklyn, New York. Mom worked two jobs, and  I was the oldest of three. I still hear Mom’s voice in my head, “Carole Jean, you’re the oldest, so you’re in charge!” […]

Heard it on the Radio! 14

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. A poster on the wall was placed at the foot […]


New Barker in the Neighborhood – Part 6 10

  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 […]

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New Barker in the Neighborhood – Part 5 6

Start with Part 1: 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. The card said Paul Back had an appointment at 3:30 that day. This […]