From The Vault: My Brushes with Royalty -The Kenner Star May,2011

    The last time I was in Westminster Abbey was in the early 1980's. My most memorable moment came, actually, as I was leaving the building.  As I stepped out into the noon-day sun, along with the other mad dogs and Englishmen,  I heard a loud voice above the din of the taxis and double decker buses: “Hey, Ed Clancy. How ya doin’?”

From the Vault: MY Brush with Royalty - The Kenner Star 1997

    The death of Princess Diana has spawned a sea of ink and a mountain of print, and so I guess it’s my obligation, as a “journalist,” to add to the volumes that have already been written about “the people’s princess.”  I realize that by the time you get to see this you may have had your fill of “Candle in the Wind.” 

From the Vault: Jesse Jackson, Pete Fountain and My Mother - Kenner Star 2005

    I know you just can’t wait to get to the part in this column that explains the connection between two national celebrities and my mother, so here we go.
    Years ago my mother, Lucille, was in town and we lunched at atrium of the Hyatt Regency. Somehow the conversation got around to my mother “seeing things.” 
    “You know, Eddie,” (she always called me “Eddie,” and there wasn’t a thing I could do about it), “sometimes I think I’m seeing something when I know I can’t be.” I didn’t know what to make of that comment, but I did know that my mother’s concentration was not the best.
    “Whatever do you mean, mother?” I asked.
    “Well, I think I see somebody who couldn’t possibly be here.”
    “Who is that, mom?”
    “Jesse Jackson.”

From The Vault: I Knew Deep Throat - The Kenner Star 2005

    The revelation that a guy named Mark Felt was the mysterious Deep Throat of the Watergate scandal was not as big a deal to me as it might have been to a lot of other people. Over the years I, frankly, have had very little interest in who he was because I had already met Deep Throat. No, not Mark Felt. I met the real Deep Throat: Hal Holbrook.