Paul Newman was beautiful. You could never root against him. It might have been easier for him to sink into villainy if he wore dull-colored contact lenses, to blunt the brilliance of his eyes, to hide the twinkle.
While Wallace understood well the solipsism of depression -- see "The Depressed Person" -- he himself evinced none of it, in spite of his affliction.
Nancy and I celebrated every day. We made our marriage a daily commitment. We had fun, grew wiser, struggled, laughed, collected, built, moved, nurtured, spat, loved and lost as all of us do.
For Braves fans, he was the best and funniest of us all; for fans of opposing teams, he was serious about the sport and irreverent about everything in it.
For other classes, I bought $80 textbooks geared for the AP exam. In Steve's class, I received handouts from century-old Russian books because he said they taught logarithms better before the fall of the tsar.
Tony Schwartz, best known for making the famous "daisy spot" used in Lyndon Johnson's campaign against Barry Goldwater, died last Saturday at the home he rarely left in New York.
Saint Laurent is being hailed as a "legend" now, but for women of the world, he was an emancipator. He put women in pants, and in doing so freed their psyches.
Tough day today. We had to put down our 14 year old yellow lab, Vanilla. I treated her better than a dog the past few days. It made me think about ho...
Several months ago, I wrote here about the possibility of my being able to buy back the home that I had to sell due to a divorce agreement. Presently,...
Here we have a raft of errors that took over eight months for the Times to correct, even though the deceased's son brought the errors to the attention of the paper twice during that time.
These tiny corrections are not as crucial as when the Times got Heston's name and age wrong, but nonetheless, they leave the paper with even more egg on its face.
Heston may have been lying about his age, but that's really where the crack reporting force at the Times might have done a touch of sleuthing. Or fact-checking.
It speaks well of us as a culture that a man's art should outlive his politics. Charlton Heston was one of our greatest stars, and his best movies will last forever.
As the Steel Town's fortunes faded in all but football, Myron Cope was the one constant, the defiant bulwark against the Cleveland Browns, the Haray Caray of Western Pennsylvania. He was 79.
Bloom was my first agent. I worked with him for eleven years, during which time he was one of my greatest friends. Bloom was one of the great, and one of the last, of the old time agents.
Suzanne was a true "broad." I don't like the word. I don't use the word. I'm offended by the word. But, my friend Suzanne was the best broad ever.