The clothesline was a common feature of the landscape of mid-to-late twentieth-century America. Sheets, towels, clothing, and all sorts of “unmentionables” flapped in the breeze and were bleached (and, yes, even sanitized) by the sun without fear of inviting theft or some exotic form of perversion. Although Old Glory might have been our nation’s symbol of freedom, a gigantic, frayed brazier or stretched out panty girdle wafting in the breeze was the true emblem of the American hometown. In a way, those personal items hanging on the line made us all family. 

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