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In the fall of 1995, as my 105-year-old friend Henry W. Clune lay dying, America’s oldest living novelist asked me to run my fingertip…
Opening day for the Batavia Muckdogs approaches and with it the resumption of a long, leisurely, blissful conversation in which living and dead participate. (…
By Bill Kauffman In A Tragic Honesty, his biography of Richard Yates, Blake Bailey describes a scene sure to send a there-but-for-the-grace-of-God shiver down…
Put away the imperial insignia of Bushes and Clintons and pick up a button for Walter Q. Gresham. By Bill Kauffman In the helter-swelter…
By Bill Kauffman My lovely literate wife Lucine—“Armenian for Darlene,” I type out of habit, and wince at the thought of the shoe…
By Bill Kauffman The week that Wisconsin voters threw out Russ Feingold, the only step-grandson Fighting Bob La Follette had left in the U.…