In the beginning I was invited to the after dinner get-togethers, and while I don’t remember all the places I was invited to, I specifically remember the Applejack Diner, located on 55 th street and 7 th Avenue, Juniors, famous for its cheesecake, and the iconic Sardis, located in the heart of Broadway. While I was part of a group he himself selected, it nevertheless was a group, and it appeared that he would decide who it was he wanted to hang with on any given evening and they would be called and asked to join him. He would go out to dinner with one group of people, and the later in the evening go out for desert and a drink, be it coffee or soda in a café or diner with a second group of people. While I can only speak to the part of his lifestyle to which I was exposed, it was very specific and very consistent. I was hanging out with Jackie Mason and it was fun. While it turned out that neither the people I met with that night nor any other night when joining him in the future would be able to do much to help my writing career, it soon did not matter to me. I am not sure if it was the next day or 2 days later when I received a call from him inviting me to sit and meet with him and a few others in a café in Manhattan. He in turn took my phone number, said he might know some people and said he would be in touch.Īnd so began my friendship with Jackie Mason. I asked him if there was anything he might be able to do to help me get my book out there. I told him who I was, a little about my history and of course, about my book Jew Face. You say you’re such a big fan but you couldn’t spend $20 to see me on Broadway.”Īfter he grinned and I laughed, the conversation went on and got a little more serious. You think I should remember you from a year and a half ago.
Jackie Mason: “So now I know 2 things about you. Jackie Mason: “Did you ever see me on Broadway?” Jackie Mason: “You think I should remember you?”
Me: “No, but I met you once about a year and a half ago in a deli around the corner.” After putting his phone in his pocket, he walked towards me and the following dialogue ensued. He proceeded to walk in my direction, stood about 6 feet from me and finished his phone call. So this time, seeing him nearby and on his cell phone, I made eye contact with him and nodded my head in respect. This was the second time I had seen him relatively up close, the previous time being a few years back in an all-night deli on 7 th Avenue when I walked up and said hello the way a fan does when they encounter a celebrity. Looking around I suddenly noticed the man himself, Jackie Mason. Towards the later part in the afternoon I sat down in an area near 58 th street to do some people watching. It was a warm and sunny Sunday afternoon around 6 years ago and I decided to go into the city and enjoy some time walking in and around Central Park.
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