Hard Times (and Good)
This is the season to count one’s blessings. I’ve had so many over the years that it would be impossible to do a full account on this page. But a patch of rough luck hit our family this year.
This is the season to count one’s blessings. I’ve had so many over the years that it would be impossible to do a full account on this page. But a patch of rough luck hit our family this year.
In the 1920s flapper era of parties and glamour, no Saturday Evening Post artist covered the period of graceful elegance like Ellen Pyle.
Why neighborhood barbershops are hanging on by a hair.
From the Post archive, a timeless tale from one of America’s greatest storytellers.
George Hughes, who created 115 Post covers, was an Arlington, Vermont, neighbor of Norman Rockwell.
Wayne knew how to handle dogs; people were not so easy
Locked out of her house in nothing but her pajamas, a woman scrambles to find a way back in knowing that her husband’s sweet and slobbery retriever is on the loose inside.
When a mysterious man leaves his cello at a bus stop, a woman struggles between the yearning to play it and the desire to find its rightful owner.
The forecast of his son Teddy’s future looms over Malone as the men sit waiting for the weather to clear and the ball game to begin.
With one-sixth the population of China, did Japan really think it could conquer 450 million people and control over 4 million square miles?
Check out the newest issue of The Saturday Evening Post! Revamp your summer grilling menu with new recipes in the July/August issue, like pico de gallo fish tacos from Curtis Stone, steak au poivre salad from Ellie Kreiger, and more. Explore the complex roots of America’s foreign and military policy, discover Van Gogh’s homeland in […]
“When my husband was diagnosed with prostate cancer,” says author Judy Berman, “we fought the illness as a team.”
I know you can’t force a miracle, an epiphany. They need to sneak up on you when you least expect it.
You’d never guess by looking at it, but Kurt Ard’s 1958 cover for the Post has a somewhat scandalous backstory.
My grandfather told me once that when you get old enough, the universe gives you red spots, to celebrate your years, alive, on earth. A kind of skin confetti.
Occupation: Artist, illustrator, portraitist, Advertising copywriter, Mechanical Designer Schools: National Academy of Design in New York City, The Art Students’ League in New York City Studio Work: Charles E. Cooper Studio Art Genre/Grouping: American Art, Americana, Realism Marital Status: Divorced; Remarried to Casey Hughes; 5 daughters total (2 step-daughters) Where is his art now? Has […]