NANCY DAVIDOFF KELTON

Last weekend, I re-pulled the lower back muscle I’d pulled Mother’s Day morning. On Tuesday, I went to my gym on 23rd Street to use the...

The opening monologue of my FINDING MR. RIGHTSTEIN play adaptation, accepted by Woodside Players of Queens Summer Play Festival, will be...

On Saturday, before buying presents at Fishs Eddy, I went out for breakfast with the owner, Julie, my onetime student/now friend. She...

Last Friday, I attended the retirement party for David Lehman, poet/book author/professor/cultural critic/mensch. I knew David’s writing...

1. My podiatrist’s receptionist has a foot problem. 2. Planters Fasciitis. 3. I had Planters Fasciitis. No more. It’s not the...

Langston Hughes’ house in Harlem rocked Thursday evening. It was the second event I attended there. Renee Watson, the founder of I, Too...

I like to think we’re getting there. Making progress, anyhow. In the NY Times Book Review Sunday, March 25, except for an essay...

I went to Paragon Sporting Goods to buy a Speedo bathing suit. My old Speedo looks old. My other swimsuits don’t thrill me and don’t...

On Monday before watching THE THREE FACES OF EVE with Joanne Woodward weaving her magic as Eve White, Eve Black and Jane,* I got an email...

“I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them...