When I was coming out in the Stone Age of the 1980s, drag was not well understood (at least by me) or widely accepted, even in the gay...

One blanket statement we can endorse about American Jewish boys and men is that we are neurotically attached to our mothers. Since our...

One of the Victorian legacies of the middle-class homes of the 1950s which bespoke of aspirations to gentility was the piano in the...

On the right! Look at the guy on the right! That’s me at age 69. The physical specimen with his arm around me is Adam, my personal...

And when I say "clueless," I'm talking specifically about African American culture. I grew up in Pasadena during the 50s and 60s. There...

Of course he wasn't "my poet." He was my friend who was also a poet. I'd had other friends who wrote poetry and who had even published...

At the age of 30, my mother's first cousin, Marion Michelle, met and fell in love with the famous left-wing Dutch documentary filmmaker...

Around 1990, I had recently returned to America from a year of dissertation research on East Africa's most famous playwright whose plays...

During December of 1977, I found myself intensely nostalgic for the remembered rituals and celebrations of the American Christmases I had...

We were talking about Christmas, about the Christmas tree, and we never called it a Chanukah bush.  I must have heard that somewhere...

In 2013 I was in New York to screen one of my films at the Harlem International Film Festival. While there I learned that one of...