San Francisco Sentinel July 12, 1990 Street Talk Hideous Old Queen By Doris Fish For once I don’t mean Miss X; I’m referring to the Queen I see in the mirror. Yes, I admit it, I’m no spring chicken. It doesn’t seem that long ago. I was carelessly calling anyone who…
San Francisco Sentinel July 19, 1990 Street Talk A Letter from Paris By Doris Fish “Dear Possum, “I would write more often but nothing happens. I thought Princess Di would be plaguing me with phone calls and invitations for ‘at-homes’ with Elton John at the piano, but no; the Palace is probably…
San Francisco Sentinel July 26, 1990 Street Talk Miss Sushi Takes a Walk By Doris Fish “A day without a lesbian is a day without sunshine,” was a piece of graffito I used to see each day scratched into the sidewalk near the Castro. Well, I had a lovely sunny weekend. Saturday…
San Francisco Sentinel August 23, 1990 Street Talk Behind the Scenes By Doris Fish You have no idea how dull my life can get. At my age it’s often a delight to be bored and not to move for hours at a time, but it does bring back memories of busier days. …
San Francisco Sentinel Street Talk August 30, 1990 Wicked, Wicked Friends By Doris Fish Is your favorite friend the worst person you know? Until his death nobody was wickeder than Tommy Pace. But he was so beloved that his naughty antics were tolerated even by the victims. One tale I heard was…
San Francisco Sentinel September 13, 1990 Street Talk Here She Is! Miss Jersey Street! By Doris Fish It would be pretty hard to write about the ‘Miss Jersey Street’ contest without mentioning Jean Marie Helmick, even though she begged me not to put her name in this paper. She describes herself as “one…
San Francisco Sentinel Street Talk August 16, 1990 Bad Thoughts, Kind Words By Doris Fish Lypsinka, Lypsinka, Lypsinka! It’s all I’ve heard for the last two weeks. I just returned from a week’s retreat in the Sequoias and my answering machine is full of the bitch. All lovely kind words for the fabulous…
San Francisco Sentinel October 4, 1990 Street Talk Did I Say Something Wrong? By Doris Fish Gosh, I’m not so sure I like all this attention. Still, I stuck my neck out, so I have only myself to blame! While I take some delight in causing a little stir, I’m a real…
SAN FRANCISCO SENTINEL October 18, 1990 Street Talk “Let’s Bite Each Other’s Tails Off” By Doris Fish There’s a heartbreaking phenomenon – one often reads in the tales of farm animal abuse; the victims will attack each other. Chickens peck each other to death to get a little space and pigs, too…
San Francisco Sentinel October 25, 1990 Street Talk By Doris Fish ‘So Long For Now’ Not a word. Sometimes I sit here for an hour and nothing happens. But I bless the cosmos for this wonderful chance to enlighten and annoy my friends and fellow readers. This week marks the completion…