In this inspirational collection, author Michael Larson weaves incredible stories about real people that lead us on a fascinating-sometimes sad, sometimes exhilarating- journey through each of the seasons.
Spring, summer, autumn, and winter provide a vivid backdrop as we meet intriguing people who inject wonder into our lives: a newspaper columnist tells of his fondness for Elysian, a tiny town in southern Minnesota; a grandson remembers life with his grandparents; a young farmer recalls the devotion of a mother to her daughter; and a popular professor of astronomy at the University of...
In this inspirational collection, author Michael Larson weaves incredible stories about real people that lead us on a fascinating-sometimes sad, somet...
The Burma-Shave craze reached its zenith during the 1950s, with more than 7,000 signs posted across the United States.
To market Burma-Shave, Allen Odell, an advertising wordsmith, devised the concept of sequential signs to sell his shaving cream. Typically, six signs were erected, with each of the first five containing a line of verse, and the sixth trumpeting the brand name.
Burma-Shave signs appeared in every state except Arizona, Nevada and New Mexico. The creative people at Burma-Shave, as well as customers who sent in jingles of their own, ultimately created more than 600 of the...
The Burma-Shave craze reached its zenith during the 1950s, with more than 7,000 signs posted across the United States.
The Burma-Shave craze reached its zenith during the 1950s, withmore than 7,000 signs posted across the United States.
To market Burma-Shave, Allen Odell, an advertising wordsmith, devised the concept of sequential signs to sell his shaving cream.Typically, six signs were erected, with each of the first fivecontaining a line of verse, and the sixth trumpeting the brand name.
Burma-Shave signs appeared in every state except Arizona, Nevada and New Mexico. The creative people at Burma-Shave, aswell as customers who sent in jingles of their own, ultimatelycreated more than 600 of the...
The Burma-Shave craze reached its zenith during the 1950s, withmore than 7,000 signs posted across the United States.
In this inspirational collection, author Michael Larsonweaves incredible stories about real people that lead us on afascinating-sometimes sad, sometimes exhilarating-journey through each of the seasons.
Spring, summer, autumn, and winter provide a vividbackdrop as we meet intriguing people who inject wonderinto our lives: a newspaper columnist tells of his fondness forElysian, a tiny town in southern Minnesota; a grandsonremembers life with his grandparents; a young farmer recallsthe devotion of a mother to her daughter; and a popularprofessor of astronomy at the University of Minnesota...
In this inspirational collection, author Michael Larsonweaves incredible stories about real people that lead us on afascinating-sometimes sad, sometim...
Even as a boy, I would get my mother to drive me into town to pick up sheets of newsprint at the local weekly newspaper shop. Back home with these sheets, I would sit at the kitchen table or at the desk in my bedroom, creating newspapers and magazines. I wrote such scintillating prose as, "My grandpa tells me he can't let his sheep get sick. My grandpa says a sick sheep is a dead sheep." In some cases, I would make extra copies of my publications and send them to my aunts and uncles and suggest that they might want to subscribe - at a reasonable...
I have always wanted to be a journalist.
Even as a boy, I would get my mother to drive me into town to pick up sheets of newsprint at the local wee...
Even as a boy, I would get my mother to drive me into town to pick up sheets of newsprint at the local weekly newspaper shop. Back home with these sheets, I would sit at the kitchen table or at the desk in my bedroom, creating newspapers and magazines. I wrote such scintillating prose as, "My grandpa tells me he can't let his sheep get sick. My grandpa says a sick sheep is a dead sheep." In some cases, I would make extra copies of my publications and send them to my aunts and uncles and suggest that they might want to subscribe - at a reasonable...
I have always wanted to be a journalist.
Even as a boy, I would get my mother to drive me into town to pick up sheets of newsprint at the local wee...