I cleaned out my closets when I got home from Boston, and I found some treasured items there — treasured because of the memories they stirred — but I still packed them all up and gave them away. Among the treasures were a pair of taxi-cab yellow and black checked…
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Bullock’s Wilshire was the first department store designed to accommodate the car. Huge artfully dressed windows faced the street to attract traffic and the entrance was in the back under a porte-cochere where liveried attendants parked your Nash or Packard. Architects John and Donald Parkinson – built 1929 – architectural…
When I was in college I went through a period when all I read was Fitzgerald. I’d forgotten how much I loved the glimmer and precision of his prose, until I picked up a copy of The Love of the Last Tycoon: A Western, the novel he was writing when…
I’ve started taking walks in the morning, spurred on by my doctor’s advice. I asked during my last checkup if I should start training with weights to prevent osteoporosis, and my esteemed physician of 25 years replied, “No, you’ll probably just hurt yourself.” So in the mornings I grab the…
For editors, for digital savants, for connoisseurs of scent, for kind hearts around the world, for book clubs, and for this thing we call the Internet. The places we go, the people we meet, the perfectly wonderful communities we build…online. My editor sent me this: An excerpt from: Faulks on…