NANCY DAVIDOFF KELTON

At Laube’s Cafeteria in Buffalo where my family often ate in the ‘50s, the following poem was on the wall behind the side dishes, more...

I get a kick out of the face book posts of my Bennett High School classmate and friend, Michael Serota. When I wrote him that I ‘liked’...

I broke 2 toes. The second and third on my left foot. I didn’t break them in the snow during the storm or doing anything sexy. No. I...

Loss brings pain. Yes. But pain triggers memory. And memory is a kind of new birth, within each of us. –Sue Miller During a recent bout...

The Vienna Philharmonic Orchestra’s New Year’s Day Concert playing Strauss filled me up inside. So did joining my grandson Sunday in The...

It was six weeks between my last post, MATCHMAKER, MATCHMAKER, and the one before it, TURN OF THE CORKSCREW. Writing, revising, revising...

I’m one of the few Jews in New York NOT in the current production of FIDDLER ON THE ROOF. I did; however, sit in the fifth row of the...

I am rejoicing. The other day, I bought my husband THE EMPEROR OF ALL MALADIES by Siddhartha Mukherjee at Turn of the Corkscrew, a new...

My New School fall class, Writing From Personal Experience, ended last night. Today I started to get post partum-y. I loved reading my...