By Dee-Dee Diamond I’m a fraidy- cat, a wimp…but not a kill joy! So, against my deep reservations, I go along with another stupid dangerous plan. Its 2015 now, and I’m here to document it, so I survived this 1965 thrill! Arthur, my husband, and I went to visit Bubba…

A Lesson from Mom ©2019 Terrified, I scampered under my parent’s bed. I was about about 7 years old. I wasn’t sure how I had so angered my mother that she ran for the tin can of black pepper, to teach me a lesson… I’d never forget. I had innocently…

The Disruptor(c)2019 1948 It was a year of the disruption, dislocation, redecorating, anticipation, and beginning of a lifelong addiction. Our apartment on Stone Avenue, in Brownsville, Brooklyn, was to live through its revolution to modernity. Its status quo turned upside down and right side up to accommodate our new star…

By Dee-Dee Diamond Strolling one sunny afternoon, I spot a new tiny boutique on Madison Avenue. It sells handcrafted home gifts. Killing time now that I’m retired, I wander in. The packed, cluttered shop is empty. Then I heard a lone woman chatting on a phone in its rear. Would…

I had twenty-one messages on my answering machine.

Big spots, little spots, dark spots & light ones, too — Once upon a time, I had an Uncle Abbie. He was Papa’s older brother who sponsored him… so he could come to America, from a tiny village way back in 1919. The 1940’s found Uncle Abbie settled in Chicago. We lived in Brooklyn. On one visit, he brought my older sister, Sondra, a surprise present of a fur jacket he made. My uncle Abbie worked in a factory as a furrier, where he gathered & saved scraps of excess leopard fur skin, that fell onto the loft floor.

Who remembers The First Womens Bank on East 57th Street & Park Avenue in Manhattan? Well, my husband was in a Garment Center business in late 1970’s. He was one of the prominent manufactures of the new concept of professional working woman tailored attire. This was the era of a female mass of lawyers and financial college graduates, that entered the marketplace for the first time…in history. 👩‍🎓👩‍🎓

Feta with Knishes, Octopus or Gefilte Fish, Pita or Bagel, Ouzo or Manischewitz? Oh, what a surprising, delightful party I attended last Saturday night. The gala was “A Big, Fat Greek- Jewish Engagement Party” of a mixed young & old crowd. It introduced two American families from ancient, very different rich traditional histories. Both melded in “kosher love” … for their dear Childrens’ future together.

The Brazilian playboy Plays NO more. 🙄😮he barely crawls…©2023 Tall thin prematurely grey- hair, handsome with a blonde, or 2 on his arm. Always tanned & well dressed… a cocky self-assured ladies' man. Pass a “hip” watering hole & Enrico would be eating and drinking with one or…