Walking on Madison and 88th Street with my friend Ronnie, what are the chances she would bring up the recent firing of Jill Abramson, who was formerly the executive editor of the New York Times?……and who turned around seconds later and said, “I heard my name mentioned”…..and who was it? Jill Abramson. I immediately said this could be a Metropolitan Diary thing (New York Observations) and she said “do it.” She saw her bus and rushed away. A most memorable New York moment……………….p.s. Ronnie and I both sent our versions to Metropolitan Diary, New York Times and surprise surprise…we never heard from them.
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What a fun great show that was. With all the reality shows, I wrote to Andy Cohen at Bravo and wanted to know why there wasn’t one show with women over 60? It could address so many issues and be humorous and poignant. Are the demographics only directed at those way under 60? I wrote to Linda Wells of Allure magazine over 15 years ago and asked why everything stops at 40…Now they go to 50. We really don’t drop off the earth and all the 20 somethings are going hopefully to be over 60, someday. I have actually known women over 70 who still shop, still wear cosmetics, eat, drink, walk, do yoga, involved with nutrition, and the list goes on. They even want sex or shall I say delicately, they want someone normal to be in their lives and make love. Oh, I almost forgot, they go to…
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What a fun great show that was. With all the reality shows, I wrote to Andy Cohen at Bravo and wanted to know why there wasn’t one show with women over 60? It could address so many issues and be humorous and poignant. Are the demographics only directed at those way under 60? I wrote to Linda Wells of Allure magazine over 15 years ago and asked why everything stops at 40…Now they go to 50. We really don’t drop off the earth and all the 20 somethings are going hopefully to be over 60, someday. I have actually known women over 70 who still shop, still wear cosmetics, eat, drink, walk, do yoga, involved with nutrition, and the list goes on. They even want sex or shall I say delicately, they want someone normal to be in their lives and make love. Oh, I almost forgot, they go to theater, films, jazz clubs, comedy clubs, opera, and any other creative venue. you see them all over the place. You see them having dinner together and sharing everything. Well, not everything. So Linda Wells liked my idea of having older women give their secrets, and said she would pass on to the another editor. Never heard back. Pitched an idea to Andy Cohen about a show called No Sex In The City. Never heard from him either. Then I took a humorous approach and called the Bachelorette Show and suggested they have an older woman. No, not me…too ridiculous to think of finding love on television, but I certainly would watch. More and more baby boomers are getting up there in age. We can name stars that are still working and looking terrific in the 60-90 range. My grandchildren don’t think of me as an old lady, but guess Andy Cohen does. . Isn’t there anyone out there who thinks a woman can be a certain age and still BE!!!!
By Paula Paulette
…………so the story goes…….Once upon a time a young woman was having an affair with a married man. He had four children. The last thing he wanted was a pregnant girlfriend. He divorced his wife and made the decision to marry his girlfriend. She had a dear friend who begged her to have the baby, not so much for religious reasons, but because she knew her friend would regret the decision to abort, a child she very much wanted. Her friend offered her home and said she would care for both the young mom and her baby. A heartfelt gesture, but one not taken. Decision was made, she married her boyfriend, and had an abortion. It wasn’t an easy decision in “those days.” It was also very dangerous. She never became pregnant again. She would go to the mall occasionally, going in baby stores and gently caressing the clothes and stuffed animals. She wanted to walk with a carriage and pretended that she was interesting in purchasing. Every baby she saw, her eyes lingered in sadness and longing. Thirty years passed and she still hears cries from an empty womb. She never forgot. Happily, his children and later on grandchildren became hers. Her friend never understood why such a generous offer was not accepted, pleading with her at the time. There are no do overs and sadly the empty wombs stay empty…………………This was originally published in URAWarrior.com. Please check Bershan Shaw and URAWarrior for other posts by me. Thank you kindly. In the year 2014 single women can have babies, not just in their mind, but in their arms. New York Times 4/14..”Abortion is not a crime, it’s a right.”
The world has lost a literary genius. The New York Times called him a a “giant of 20th-century literature.” He died recently at his home in Mexico City and was 87 years of age. He received the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1982. He was “a master of the literary genre known as magical realism.” He always felt compelled to speak out on political issues of the day. He described magical realism in his Nobel address. ” Poets and beggars, musicians and prophets, warriors and scoundrels, all creatures of that unbridled reality, we have had to ask but little of imagination. For our crucial problem has been a lack of conventional means to render our lives believable.” “One Hundred Years of Solitude” would sell tens of millions of copies. William Kennedy, the novelist, said “it should be required reading for the entire human race.” Two of my favorite quotes of his. ” It is not that people stop pursuing dreams because they grow old, they grow old because they stop pursuing dreams.” “A true friend is one who holds your hand and touches your heart.” Be in peace Gabriel Garcia Marquez. You left this world timeless words of wisdom and brilliance.
75 years young. This legendary South African trumpeter has been a global innovator since he began his career at 16. To witness this brilliant musician move like someone half his age, and sing out with such joy is to exalt in him. His son Sal introduced him with enormous pride, and no wonder. He was on stage for over two hours, and probably could have performed all night. His enormous positive energy shone brightly and everyone at the theatre took home a piece of Hugh Masakela’s soul. In 2010 he received The Order of Ikharmanga from South African President Jacob Zuma, the nations highest civilian honor. He returns to the United States for a tour dedicated to the memory of his close friend Nelson Mandela. He was involved and still is with the preservation of musical heritage and the struggle for freedom, human rights, and the well-being of citizens around the world. Happy 75th dear Hugh Masakela and on to your 100th.
I was walking with my friend Ronnie on Madison Avenue and 88th Street. She brought up Jill Abramson who was recently fired as Executive Editor of The New York Times. Before I could answer, what are the chances that the woman walking next to us would turn around and say, “I heard you mention my name.” It was Jill Abramson and I said quickly this would be a Metropolitan Diary thing, and she just as quickly said “do it” ….and then she was gone rushing to make her crosstown bus. We had no opportunity to tell her that we thought her firing was a disgrace. Ronnie and I were amazed at our memorable New York moment. We both wrote our versions for the Diary and we shall see.
There are those times..There are those people..There are those moments..There are those years..There are those expectations..There are those disappointments..There are those hurts..There are those tears..Letting go is not so easy..Taking back the power and empowering yourself is worth every moment you try..”I liked having you in my life. I love not having you in my life.” pm….”What is a friend? A single soul dwelling in two bodies.”Aristotle..”A friend… Are you a Reason, a Season, or a Lifetime.” Unknown………I am forever grateful to have my “emotional transfusion” that I always call them… Loving family and friends that “get me” and I “get them.” Never give your heart to anyone who doesn’t know how to hold it………………………
I recently wrote that having those you love, love you back is joy beyond description. To be understood, because certain opinions count in your life. “I get you” are priceless words. Individuality is not always easy to carry off. When you are not like the “others” you need to work harder to keep what is precious. Your sense of self. So many times, I have told women, you don’t necessarily strive to be different, you are, and rejoicing in your sense of self is empowering. I have personally known women who are strangers to their own families, and for years, longing for validation. Once they took the power from negative family members and gave it to themselves, they flourished by their own nourishment. So, getting to the core of this post, the best kind of love, is loving yourself, so you can be loved in return.”Love is, above all, the gift of oneself.” Jean Anouith