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. …

My daughter, Mandy re-dressed her mother, (me), in a neon printed, glittering “Barry Manilow” tee-shirt. It was complete with piano keyboard painted brazenly across its front, (just where my ample bosom), would render it outstanding! LOL! — She bought it for me from Las Vegas…last year as a souvenir, when she attended a tech trade conference. I thanked her, then buried in “my never, ever wear drawer”.

HELP Wanted: I NEED A WIFE THAT will do…💋⛑👑💍 I was the wife that did IT all! 🏆 Now that I’m the widowed wife, I need a "Minnie Me” to handle all the paperwork required to live…today. My husband never was one to do the bills, he just supervised, or nagged me about them…so they got taken care of. Now I hate all mail, and forms that must be filled out, (dated), signed and then mailed. If they are to a government agency, I must run to the Post Office to send them registered, so I get a receipt to “PROVE” the lazy person on the receiving end, stamps it paid.

Back In the Day… Last night I was in High School… a teenager, again. 😁 I was dancing in my felt Poodle Skirt, Agora pink sweater, with poodle twin stickpins, chinch belt nipping in my then small waist, black & white Saddle shoes, with bobby sox. (Underneath I wore my…

… Calvin Klein, you disappointed me… The Neiman-Marcus Store was having its grand opening in the “oh so posh” Bal Harbor Mall, in Miami Beach. 😎 They were “the fashion leader store”, that other stores’ buyers would shop, then follow. With this store opening, they were expanding to a new part of the country, from Dallas. Our company’s collection had been allotted his own section on their exclusive designer floor.

(Roll-up your sleeves)! Should I begin once upon a time there was an unexpected miraculous patch of green space in the humble, crowded tenement neighborhood. 🌳🌳🌳 It had no official name…so the inhabitants gave it an affectionate name that suited its function, by themselves. It was shaped by 2 Brownsville, ole Brooklyn streets…