A kid of Italian immigrants grows up in South Brooklyn and Flatbush during the ‘20s, ‘30s, and ‘40s, playing Johnny-on-the-Pony, Ringalevio and Spin-the-Bottle.
Life was simpler then, before the breakup of “Ma Bell,” the corporate takeovers, and junk mail. His generation was deeply affected by the Great depression; the Big Band music of Goodman, Dorsey, Ellington; movies of Cowboy and Indians, Fred and Ginger; Mickey and Judy; the New York World’s Fair; and Pearl Harbor, which forced them to leave home and go to war in places they could hardly find on a map.
What great fun! I´ve never been to Brooklyn, and I feel I know the old place - and love it. Although those simple, innocent, carefree, halcyon pre-war days of 50, 60, 70 years ago are long gone, they surely come alive in this charming, laugh-out-loud poignant memoir of Brooklyn. DGuido writes as if he´s talking to his reader over a beer, making the story both appealing and very accessible - a la Neil Simon, in tone and the story itself.
Thanks to the author for recapturing a kinder, sweeter, gentler time with such wonderful recall. I´d love to send this book to several former Brooklyn-ite friends. I can´t imagine anyyone from that era or place who´d not enjoy this breezy, good read.
George DiGuido spent his career as Art Director at a number of Advertising Agencies in New York, Detroit and Chicago. Although a graphics man he was at times involved in the creating of copy concepts for various accounts: Chevrolet, Chrysler Corporation, American Motors, and such package goods as Alka Seltzer, Butterball turkeys, Betty Crocker cake mixes, etc.
He continues to do advertising design work and copy concepting for a number of Chicagoland clients, but his main interest is the writing of books, one of which is an account of his three plus years in the military during WWII.
He attended Straubenmuller Textile H.S. in Manhattan, but received his "higher" education in the Army Air Corps.