Google chili An Iconic Image, 80 Years Later It is a defining image of New York City’s history, one that captured the essence of an era, even if it was, in part, a staged scene. On a warm autumn day in 1932, 11 workmen sat perched on a steel girder at Rockefeller Center, smoking, eating sandwiches and reading the newspaper some 800 feet up in the air. Nearby, a camera’s shutter clicked: think men in overalls and flat caps, and boots dangling above the rooftops of Midtown Manhattan. The moment captured in black and white was both heroic and mundane. It was a triumph for the city in the throes of economic crisis and has become one of the most famous images in the world. Today is the 80th anniversary of that photograph, and judging by the bumper crop of framed prints that hang in restaurant washrooms in New York alone, the image remains as popular as ever. Oddly enough, for such a legendary photograph from such a celebrated city, we don’t know very much about it.
JERRY LEE LEWIS - Live at Third Man 12" LP or CD Live recording from the rock & roll icon's performance at Third Man Records on 04.17.11. The Killer himself continues to thrilled our audience with his unique, scorching blend of rock, blues, country and gospel, backed by a stellar band of Steve Cropper (guitarist of Booker T & The MGs and Stax catalogue acclaim), Jim Keltner (drummer for three of the Beatles formative solo efforts, Bob Dylan, Neil Young and more) and Jack Lawrence (bassist for The Raconteurs, Greenhornes, Loretta Lynn and The Dead Weather). Tracklist: A Side: 1. Down The Line 2. Georgia On My Mind 3. Drinking Wine, Spo-Dee-O-Dee 4.
Google Perou The life we saw. I quite like airports. Not because I’m a mad plane spotter; because I think they’re home to a lot of magic. It’s the place where people meet, say goodbye, create memories, experience things for the first time, or the last time. It’s a place of transition, where people cross over from one place to the next. Are they coming? Hubby has worked at airports ever since I’ve known him. As much as I like airports, I like to observe people. The other weekend Hubby, Lacey and I went to a bird show {not my idea, clearly} and a couple sat right behind us. On my way to Sydney on Friday, we {Hubby, Lacey and I} sat at a table waiting for our turn to board the plane. “Where are you going?” “Sydney. I told him that I thought I was on a different flight to him, and that I was sure that the plane would be there soon. “What are you doing in Sydney?” He told me that he was going south to catch up with mates. “You look healthy and happy to me,” I tried to stay upbeat, but inside my heart was breaking. Just.
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