Annie-schlechter-silvers-eve

This morning I got a ridiculously early train from New Haven to New York (couldn’t risk being late) to go to, and speak briefly at, the memorial meeting for Bob Silvers at the New York Public Library. It was a big occasion, with 400 people or so, and a range of contributions from about 15 or us — including some brilliant ‘out-takes’ from Martin Scorsese’s documentary on the New York Review of Books.

The contributions took many forms. Some were movingly personal, some (like mine) a bit shorter and inevitably a bit more ‘hands off’ (even if not distant). There was hardly a duff note, I thought, in what was almost two hours of celebration. And almost everything sticks in the mind. But I thought I would share two particular moments.