Country Roads
Country Roads

You may wonder why I’m writing about Diane Keaton in this issue of the Plaza Review. If you take the time to read this article, you will quickly find out. I’m always working it seems, on something. Even when I’m home, I’m working on different things for Country Roads. There are only a couple of shows during the daytime that I really like. One is the “Ellen Show” and the other is the “Nate Berkus Show.” And because I work during the day, even at home, I record my favorite shows. Last night when I was watching the “Ellen Show” in bed, Diane Keaton was her guest. My love of Diane Keaton goes way back. I couldn’t even give you a date if I tried. She used to come into Country Roads all of the time. I don’t really have any words to describe what a “cool” person she really is. I remember one time I saw her crossing Chapman as she headed over to our store. You wouldn’t have recognized her because she was barefooted!

The best part of Diane shopping with us is that she makes you feel like you’ve always known her! She is just so down-to-earth and nice and real. I remember one Saturday she came in, and while I was writing her up I got SO involved in my conversation with her that I didn’t realize a sizable crowd had built behind her. I do remember hearing Katie say to someone, “Yes, that is her. She comes in all of the time.” I think at the time she was having a house built down in Laguna Beach and had Bryce deliver chairs there for her. There was absolutely nothing whatsoever pretentious about her at all! Then there was the time after I finally had enough of the messes in our public restroom and had cleaned up such a disgusting, nasty mess that I closed it to the public and ordered a portable bathroom for the garden. Diane asked if she could use our bathroom, and I just automatically gave her the speech of having to use the portable in the garden without even thinking. Just as she left, Katie kicked me really hard! She just looked at me, like she often does, and said, “What is wrong with you? Why did you send Diane Keaton to the nasty portable”! I went out back and offered her our restroom before she had reached the portable, but she indicated it was no big deal.

It’s been several years since I have seen Diane. It is always touching for me to see her at the Academy Awards being nominated for films in which she starred. So much talent and such a “real” person. I love how she adopted kids in her fifties and how she holds her head high and finds pride in marching to her own drummer!

After Diane’s Mom passed away, Diane found a huge collection of her Mom’s journals, notebooks and scrapbooks, which included all kinds of newspaper clippings of anything and everything Diane had done. Her Mom was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s at 66 and was worried she wouldn’t remember everything or have anything left to leave to her family. What a wonderful, heartfelt gift she did leave! I’ve ordered Diane’s new book and cannot wait to read it. Sometimes it is just “nice” to be reminded of the real, caring people in our world, no matter how famous they are. And to honor the bond that many of us share with those who ARE our family.

“I always say my life is this family, and that’s the truth.”
Dorothy Deanne Keaton Hall (Diane’s Mother)


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Published in the Jan/Feb 2012 edition of the Old Towne Orange Plaza Review

Written by Sue Jackson

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