Standing between beds of golden beets and elephant garlic in the garden of Lincoln Hills, a small organic farm in Placer County, California, Tammi Riedl looks up and points to a stripe of white haze running across a cloudless blue sky. “See that?” she asks, raising her eyebrows. “What do you think that is?”I look up. The white stripe looks like a normal contrail of jet engine exhaust to me.
As the Coney Island boardwalk risks Times Square-ification at the hands of costumed Hello Kitty and SpongeBob characters, we’re having a nostalgia-fest for a far stranger Coney Island of Olde. In the 1880s, during its first tourism boom, the People’s Playground was home to Elephantine Colossus, a 200-foot-tall elephant-shaped hotel had a howdah on its back, topped with a gilded crescent.
This year marks the 50th anniversary of the 1965 Selma-to-Montgomery Civil Rights March, a five-day protest that drew more than 25,000 marchers and changed the course of civil rights in America.