WHile Diana was attending her musical thoery class, she was taking notes and also doodling. Here was a result of her thoughts on a class she had attended.
1942 Eastman Theory Class: Doodle or Doze?
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Poetry by Diana – circa 1941
Diana used to say that her earliest attempt at poetry was at Nazareth Academy in Rochester: Latin’s a dead language, Dead as it can be. First it killed the Romans, Now it’s killing me. When people would tell her she was a natural, she’d reply: I’m just a poet Who didn’t know it. That last […]
Fond Fragmentary Figments
by Richard Kade – 17 November 2016Certain obvious things about the form on the last page such as the lapse in understanding of the differences between the words “no” and “know” as well as “attitude” and “altitude” tend to yell out at the reader even four decades later. Beyond the fact that the inset photo […]
Bill Clinton Gets a Double Birdie
Diana’s encounter with “Slick Willie” happened in the spring of 1993 and, yes, she did give him a “full Nelson” (that reference is now more than somewhat obscure: VP Nelson A. Rockefeller). The event occurred on a brightly sunlit afternoon on the sidewalk in front of our apartment in Sunnyvale. That particular day, both Clinton […]