WINNETKA is a ten-episode memoir by actress Jessica Harper. It tells her story of growing up in a six-kid household in Winnetka, Illinois, in …
Home life wasn’t easy, but by ’62, we were learning of greater dangers outside our home. Which is why we hid under our desks….
My mother once seemed like a perfect model of a '50s housewife. But at age 96, she revealed that she had actually been downright subversive.
It was the late '60s; time to embrace sex, drugs, and rock ‘n roll. I was more than happy to do that - one step at a time.
In the early '60s, there was a spike in the crime rate in Winnetka, thanks to the antics of my naughty brothers.
In fine WASP tradition, our parents gave us preposterous nicknames. Mine was the most unfortunate. Warning: it starts with P.
For Mom and Dad, prepping Christmas for six kids was always a marathon. For my grandfather, it was crantini time.
In 1968, I was almost a cover girl for Mademoiselle magazine. But I learned a lesson about great expectations.
My little brother Sam had his own way of escaping the mayhem of life in a big family: he’d simply disappear.
When my parents had their (semi-wild) cocktail parties, they did not dance to Sinatra. No Elvis. No Stones. Think “Day-O.”