I was hit with the same melancholia I feel on New York’s Lower East Side, missing the Yiddish atmosphere that was so much a part of my childhood.
When Sybil Sage worked for “The Tonight Show,” late-night TV was largely a boys’ club. Decades later, that still hasn’t changed.
For the first time since high school, being a senior is cool and comes with special privileges.
‘Prior to the pandemic this long a queue happened only for a hot sample sale, Beyoncé concert tickets or the Zabar’s smoked fish counter.’
Imagine a Jewish showbiz version of “Trivial Pursuit,” and you’ve got the basic idea of Boom Again — and the memories it conjures up.
Despite his enormous success, Norman was endearingly modest and self-deprecating.
Our president, played by George C. Scott, had the compassion and integrity the sitting president lacks.
He was probably the only star who directed movies, won 12 Emmys and made kasha varnishkes.
“What’s the weather?” I asked Alexa. “What difference does it make?” I expected her to answer. “You’re not going anywhere.”
My husband and I, both in our 70s, had been enjoying life before all this tragedy, so I’ve been stewing over being seen as expendable.