Time’s devouring hand
Worst metaphor ever. Hands don’t devour. Considering the huge reputation of Thurlow Weed, publisher, kingmaker, party boss, whoever wrote this ad for his publishing firm (in 1905, years after his […]
Worst metaphor ever. Hands don’t devour. Considering the huge reputation of Thurlow Weed, publisher, kingmaker, party boss, whoever wrote this ad for his publishing firm (in 1905, years after his […]
Well, the makers of “Albany” Venetian Blinds may have been blind to the implications of unnecessary quotation marks, but at least they were fairly consistent in calling into question where […]
You know how you always hear the Corning Tower is the tallest building between New York City and Montreal? Well, before the 42-story tower at the Empire State Plaza opened […]
Where in the United States of America is there a city from which so many summer resorts can be reached so quickly, easily and cheaply as from Albany? Did you […]
Someday soon I’ll relate the fascinating story of Dr. William Henry Johnson, a free black man who long ran a highly respected barber salon on Maiden Lane in Albany, from […]
“Mr. William Jennings Bryan, whilst here the other night, said some good things about Albany, all of which we indorse. Our adopted city is all right and up-to-date, notwithstanding the […]
It is, too. Not sure precisely when this postcard was made. I am sure that with a little work and the Big Brotherish miracle of StreetView I could track the […]
Miss Helene Dernell of Albany, New York, as photographed by Alfred Eisenstadt for Life magazine. Helene was a Rockette when this was taken in 1942. More on her life in […]
In the 1858 Albany City Directory, McClures of one form or another are all over the Albany drug trade. And by drugs, we also mean paints, oils, varnishes, alcohol, camphene, […]
1858. No doubt, there was no need to explain to the audience of the day exactly what made steam scouring in the New York style. (Or perhaps it was the […]