Children should be seen and not heard. Which is why television is a such marvelous invention. But kids won't stay in front of the console forever. Now, when they're bored with watching TV, they can play it. So we can get on with grown-up games. Thank you, Milton Bradley.
Welcome, neighbor. Make yourself comfortable. I don't usually like to talk about myself, but since you asked. I wasn't always a happy homemaker. I was a fashion model until I met my first husband Don on a photo shoot. He was the copywriter on an ad for a Russian Blue Fox coat I was modeling. After the shoot, he saw I didn't want to give the coat back. He asked me out. I said no. Three weeks later, the coat arrived at my apartment and soon I was married and expecting our first child, Sally. Then Bobby came along. We moved to the suburbs, for the sake of the kids. Another boy Gene came along and life got even more complicated.
I'm now married to Henry who's been in New York State politics forever and is now running for office. We have a beautiful house in Rye, which I've decorated in the latest 1960s fashions. I couldn't be happier. I guess you could say my life is just about perfect.
(Family photos here lovingly borrowed from an album that belongs to Uncle AMC.)