by Shelly Reuben on August 14th

I am in my bedroom with my sister, Selma. An imaginary center-line divides her side from mine. Her side has ..

by Shelly Reuben on August 7th

Come Home. Love Dad Introducing Sam Reuben – Inventor, Poet, Husband ... Father I am writing this as a tribute to benevolence. ..

by Shelly Reuben on July 31st

I was drowsing in a stuffy old armchair beside my window when I hear a sharp crack, as if something ..

by Shelly Reuben on July 24th

I admit. It has been a while. Years, even. But I will never forget that first time. My expectations? I didn’t have ..

by Shelly Reuben on July 17th

Last month, Cyd Charisse, the long-stemmed beauty who swirled her skirts and flashed her go-on-forever legs in MGM musicals, died. Elderly. ..

by Shelly Reuben on July 10th

“Dear Melba Cortez: “I was seven years old when my parents enrolled me in your school. I was nine when we ..

by Shelly Reuben on July 3rd

Being in Los Angeles brings out the film fanatic in me. It starts when, looking up at the hills, I see ..

by Shelly Reuben on June 26th

Today, I had one of those ‘gone but not forgotten” moments. It involved my friend, Betty Ulius, who died ..

by Shelly Reuben on June 19th

This isn’t about my sister Selma. It isn’t even really about eavesdropping on Selma and her friend Ellen. It’s about girls and ..

by Shelly Reuben on June 12th

She has the high cheekbones and long, lean body of a fashion model. She has the eyes of a seeker ..