happy birthday, dear heart feathers

Hey There, I believe Jane Wagner’s BD is February 25th. DJudge

And don’t forget black men voted long before white women. djudge

Hey There What else is new? Remember black men voted long before white women. dJudge

It’s lovely gossip you deliver. No one comments that history is repeating itself. Black men voted long before white women. so what else is new? DJudge

It’s lovely gossip you deliver. No one comments that history is repeating itself. Black men voted long before white women. so what else is new? DJudge

It’s lovely gossip you deliver. No one comments that history is repeating itself. Black men voted long beofe white women. so whatg else is new? DJudge

It’s lovely gossip you deliver. No one comments that history is repeating itself. Blck men voted long beofe white women. so whatg else is new? DJudge

Hey Jane, You are as wonderfully clever and talented as ever. I miss you. dj

Dear Leslie Stahl, What a great evening you made of Sunday past. WOW o Wow o Wow! Supreme Court Justice Scalia must be the most contemptuous fellow going. His intelligence is obvious and his education appears to be brilliant, which makes it so troubling that he is such a male chauvinist. I wonder if a one of your masculine brothers had done the interview if he would have shown such disrespect for your questions and turned the interview into an event not to be taken too seriouslyby making jokes of our issues. I think everyone who is stunned my his contempt should write him and beg him to retire. And today we had the great contemptuous Reverend Wright. To misquote henry Higgins, “Why can’t a man be more like a woman?” dj

Diane Judge I loved this production of “South Pacific.” Kelli O’Hara is enchanting and the Paulo Szot is wonderful. All three hours of this classic is mesmerizing. I saw the original back in 1949, having left eh standing room line at the old Met Opera House and walking past the Magestic Theatre and someone offered us seats. Wow! My first musical was “Cabin In The Sky” with Ethel Waters. My Mom and I would take the train and a ferry from New Jersey on every school holiday. Lunch at the Automat, dinner at Toffinetti’s. I have spent so much of my life in the theatre. For many years I was a Broadway Press Agent and worked on the original “Gypsy” and “Sound of Music” (It’s true, those of us on the inside called it “the Sound of Mucous.”) The current production of Gypsy is also fabulous. Patti LuPone is merely marvelous. As is Laura Benanti. I’m just sorry that once again comes Tony Time, ” Gypsy” will have such fierce competition. Originally it won nothing as “Sound of Music” and “Fiorello” won everything. I also recommend seeing “Sunday in the Park” and “Passing Strange” — they are both innovative productions. We are blessed to live so close to all this talent. Bravo! Broadway. Diane Judge

Aaah! Suzanne, Thank you. But romance is the Irish in me. My handsome father was so full of blarney and bull, that even though I hated him for what he did to my mother, I couldn’t resist him. He was such a charming cheat. As a child he would take me to burlesque which was still legal in those days, and then make me lie to my Mom that we had gone to the movies. As a result I actually saw Gysy Rose Lee take off her gloves. And Zorina play with her snake. And some pretty thing take a bath on stage. Heaven! In retrospect. Thanks for the thought DJudge

Sorry about the typos, I’ve never done this before. Diane Judge

Neither really. My mother was too close to me in age and ultimately we thought of each other as girlfeiends, and my father abandoned us by the time I was 8. but my dear Dutch grandmother who moved in and took care of us while my mother worked really made me who I am, and who I am not. She had strict morals and a great sense of humor and taught me to drink Geneva gin at an early age while I learned to play Gin rummy with her in our cold water flat in Paterson, New Jersey, then the silk center of the world. Grandma had only gone to Grade three in public school, but she seemed to know everything. On Saturday afternoons the Metroplitan opera played on the radio, though none of us had a clue what it was about. But somewhere in my psyche opera became important to me. You could tell what day of the week it was by what room was being cleansed to its wall paperand by what was being served for supper. As poor and deprived as we were my memoiries are rich with humor, drama, good times and love. Bless her. did the theatre I was take to at an early age. today as Tony voter on Broadway I can only salute Nell Vander Linde who held us all together in a difficult age of Depression and then War.