Frank Lalli, the new, surprise editor of George magazine, started work at 9:30 A.M. on Nov. 30. He wasn’t taking John F. Kennedy Jr.’s empty office but was sitting just outside of it, in the office of Kennedy’s assistant, RoseMarie Terenzio. Ms. Terenzio left the magazine shortly after the October memorial issue closed. Mr. Lalli Read More
In an industry where salespeople have been known to comb the obituaries for business leads, the torrent of speculation over what would become of John F. Kennedy Jr.’s TriBeCa apartment after his death on July 16 was no big surprise. The magazine publisher’s 2,600-square-foot apartment, a penthouse co-op in a modest loft building at 20-26 Read More
I went to see The Blair Witch Project in the theater where it premiered, the Angelika, and left in a daze, wondering what all the fuss was about. Only later did it occur to me that the response to the film is the shadow to the public madness surrounding the crash of John F. Kennedy Read More
It was 3 o’clock on the muggy afternoon of Saturday, July 24, and the author C. David Heymann was drinking a vodka tonic in the subterranean dankness of the Madison Pub, a tiny neighborhood bar on Madison Avenue between 79th and 80th streets. It was in that same wooden booth, Mr. Heymann said, that he Read More
A few words, if you can bear any more, which touch fleetingly upon the death of John F. Kennedy Jr. Somewhere in the mass of stories were suggestions that had he been granted his full allotment of three score and 10, he very likely would have run for public office. And at least one political Read More
I happened to be away from New York during the third week of July. When I left, it was a city in the United States. When I got back, it was a city in India. The Kennedy residence on N. Moore Street has become a Hindu shrine.
These outpourings take place in southern Asia all Read More
New York doesn’t have room to bury its very important dead. Ulysses Grant, of course, is up on Morningside Heights. A few old bishops rest in the crypts at St. John the Divine, and some cardinals lie under St. Patrick’s. Some dusty patriots fill the yard way down beside Trinity Church. But when Gershwin or Read More
Last Saturday, July 17, at 6 A.M. of the penultimate morning of a 1,700-mile weeklong Proustian ramble through the Western plains, I awoke in the Best Western Inn in Jackson, Wyo. The morning lay before me; ABC was scheduled to broadcast five hours of the British Open from Carnoustie, Scotland. All in all, an inviting Read More
Joyce Purnick announced the end of her two-year run as editor of The Metro Section of The New York Times to her staff on July 20 at about 5 P.M. She’ll return to writing a column–”Metro Matters, probably,” she said–the same space she used to fill before ascending to the editing job.
The new metro Read More
PARIS-As hope here faded that CNN would interrupt its global broadcast with the image of John F. Kennedy Jr. rising from the sea near Martha’s Vineyard with his wife Carolyn, and her sister Lauren, safe in his arms, the fashion world mourned, too.
Where were you when John F. Kennedy was shot? Where were Read More