This weekend Roberto Hegyes died at age 60. I wouldn’t have paid notice if not for my husband, who, reading from the New York Times obituary reminded me that Hegyes was Juan Epstein on “Welcome Back, Kotter.” The Sweathog voted “most likely to kill a person” and the one always strutting in late to class […]

Sure, I’m a fan. The romantic in me; who doesn’t want to be a princess wandering the streets of Rome with Gregory Peck? My thirteen-year old niece, that’s who. I made her watch “Roman Holiday” with me once, a mistake; she was bored, confused by the outfits and hairstyles, not to mention the black and […]