“Make new friends, but keep the old. One is silver and the other gold.” We crossed paths in the 1970s. She was from Pennsylvania and I from New York. We were kindred in our passion for skiing and the mountain life. The communal life was beckoning, and sharing a lifestyle was the norm at ski […]

How old is old? I did not meet my old friend on Facebook because I am not a member, nor do I “post.” But someone recently regaled me with stories about how she loves it, spends hours on it, and through Facebook she connected with an old friend who she knew in second grade. My […]

Back in 1965, my husband and I bought a new house in New Hampshire. I had no friends in the new neighborhood but was so busy with my 2- and 4-year-old children that I didn’t give it much thought. The house we bought was lovely and surrounded by woods. At the end of the block […]

Next year marks the 20th anniversary of my friendship with Fred. My “Fred-ship.” He still wears the oversized T-shirts and baggy sweatpants he did when I first spied him in Pilates class. Bearded and baseball-capped, leg circling in the air, sneaker laces dangling. Side by side, we went through the movements and motions, still strangers. […]

Aug. 11, 2020, 5 p.m. EST Dear Judy, I learned today that you died in San Francisco, and so it breaks my heart to have to say goodbye after 65 years of a friendship that defied description, perhaps even understanding. But that doesn’t matter, you and I understood it throughout years of new jobs, relationships […]

It was New York City in the ’80s. The Reagan years. Donald Trump was an annoyance even then, but the toxin was at least locally confined to the five boroughs of New York. I met Rahti at the Actors Information Project. We were in the same accountability group, tasked with building our fabulous careers in […]