When Goodbye, Columbus was released in theaters in 1969, and the film did not appear on the archdiocese of Newark’s approved film list, it was the kiss of death for every girl in my high school. Ali MacGraw was a rising star with long straight hair, dark eyes, an athletic body to die for, and the heart’s desire of every high school boy. She was the new “it girl” we were all striving to be.
A few days ago, I was cleaning the house and found an ages-old goals list. The page was crumpled, the writing barely intelligible, but my eyes zeroed in on number three on the list. Read more. Continue reading “Read More”