New Barbara Walters documentary tells the story of my dear friend

Barbara Walters left us at age 93.Her Tribeca Festival and Imagine Entertainment documentary “Tell Me Everything” is on Hulu June 23.As teenagers, we’d meet steadily in her father Lou Walters’ B’way nightclub the Latin Quarter.

Me dating his club’s star.She in college.

Both of us nobody.In larger life, we lived near one another.We traveled together.

I have her Bulgari wristwatch and two mink jackets.Together we sold her diamond jewelry.

Her housekeeper now works for me.Once I had her favorite Chinese restaurant charge $1,000 takeout to me.

Another birthday, $1,000 in pantyhose.I had dinners, lunches with her.My driver Jose drove her.

We shared the same doctor.People magazine quotes me: “She didn’t love you if you were nobody.

You had to be somebody.”Visiting me was always in hat and dark glasses.Her Havanese dog was named Cha Cha.

Summers we’d visit her Hamptons rental.We did Iran, Israel, Argentina, Italy and another dozen countries together.Taking one Italian steamship trip.

She to make a speech.Me her Plus One.

On our way, a doctor gave me Ambien to sleep.Five milligrams.

Airborne, I took a second pill.Forget it.

My head fell inside our scrambled egg breakfast.The crew had to tie me to a wheelchair.

Up the ramp as the ship’s captain saluted Barbara, the crew needed to strap me in and push me.Thrilled Barbara was not.Our dining table was in a protected area so nobody’d bother us.

Know that a nearby table of 10 shouters were knocking Barbara.We heard.

I didn’t know what to do.Barbara knew.

Finishing dinner she walked over and told them she’d heard every word they said.Three of us friends were buying contiguous homes together in the Plaza Hotel’s newly renovated apartment wing — Barbara, Joan Rivers, me.We’d have each other’s keys.

Always be together, safe, never alone.One by one that idea would not work.Sara Bernstein — behind my own Imagine Entertainment doc and always knows what she’s doing — was inv...