When I was in seventh grade, my friend Lisa and I were Candy Stripers at North Side Hospital in Youngstown, the same hospital where I was born. In 1971, being a candy striper was what pre-teen girls did in the pre-Title IX era. We didn’t have sports, and we didn’t have a lot of after-school […]
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Esther Hamiltonization
Someone recently brought up the subject of Esther Hamilton, an old reporter for the Youngstown Vindicator. I am so glad. I was beginning to think that I dreamed her. But as it turns out, I think she was a real person. For Youngstowners of my generation, Esther was legendary. Kind of like King Arthur, […]
Jim Traficant and Somebody – Not Me
I’d like to be able to tell you that today, on this first day of freedom for former Congressman Jim Traficant, I have a chest full of war stories about Jimbo and me when I was a reporter in Youngstown. Some of my former colleagues, as well as my husband, have a boat load of […]
Diane’s Not at Home Right Now
Some people think I’m crazy for blogging about the fact that I’m not home, that I’m a thousand miles away, leaving my home and valuables vulnerable to theft or terrorist attack. Some people don’t realize that I don’t own one single piece of jewelry worth more than $7.99, that I bought all three of my […]
Barney Bean R.I.P.
Here’s proof that the Internet is magic. I found Barney Bean on there. Barney just died this past June. I’m a little upset. Now that all living people can be tracked down and made to be your Facebook friends and get on your Christmas card list, I would have tried to get in touch with […]