It was the first week of June, and I was panicked: I had two weeks to finish our new website and learn how to blog. Dave was preparing for a weeklong business trip, and half our third floor was torn up for renovations.
So naturally I did what I always do when I’m overscheduled and terminally stressed: I started a new project.
“WHAT DO YOU THINK?”
“So, Dave,” I happily called as he dragged his laptop upstairs after work, “I thought I’d sign up for the Philadelphia Fringe Festival in September. I already have a funny slide show – the one about wacky tourist destinations from the 1950s and ’60s – so it won’t take any work to schedule some performances, especially if I do them right here in my studio.
(Kate resumes the story….)
It was March, 2014 as I nervously approached Virginia Tavani Romano’s front door with a laptop full of photos in one hand and a potted plant in the other. For months, I’d been poring over Art Tavani’s magical 1960s photo album, trying to unlock its mysteries. Now, only four blocks from home, I was about to meet his sister and her nieces Suzanne, Clair and Elaine.
“Let’s hope they have a sense of humor,” I fretted, yanking at my newly dyed violet and teal hair…..
(Hey, even middle-aged girls just wanna have fun…)
(Back from vacation, Kate continues the story….)
Discovering that the mystery owner of our star-studded 1960s photo album was named Arthur Tavani and that he once worked for two South Philadelphia newspapers was pretty exciting….
(Art Tavani, with his trusty camera, joins the crush around singer Tony Bennett.
And, yes, the patterned carpet identifies this as Palumbo’s.)
Discovering that Art’s sister Virginia lived just 4 blocks from our house was….well, disconcerting. Continue reading