Word: yorkerism
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...past, Ellis Island. The quota for Rumanian immigrants was minuscule, and Steinberg was over the limit. While a relative in New York tried at short notice to persuade The New Yorker to sponsor him in the U.S., Steinberg spent a sweltering Fourth of July on Ellis Island and was deported to Santo Domingo on a cargo boat...
After a year, his visa came through: the editor of The New Yorker had agreed to sponsor him. In July 1942 Steinberg landed in Miami and caught a bus to New York, enjoying the "noble view, as from horseback," of America as it rolled by. He had come home to his definitive expatriation...
With a steady outlet for his drawings in The New Yorker and the newspaper PM, Steinberg almost at once set out to see the U.S. coast to coast by train. "Driving is no substitute for the view from the sleeping compartment. The window is like a screen. To arrive at a whistle-stop in Arizona and see Indians at the station, even though they don't have feathers?how expected!" It was, in part, a ballet of fables and stereotypes. Steinberg's America, as confirmed by this trip, proved to be as much an invention as it was in Bertolt...
...from breaking up with a girlfriend to family troubles. Former players sometimes return to ask their old coach's advice about marital problems, or to seek help in finding a job. Says Bob Whitmore, who held Lew Alcindor to 16 points in the only game the New Yorker's high school team lost: "The one outstanding quality Morgan has is his honesty. When you are streetwise like I was, you learn to read that." Sid Catlett, a Notre Dame graduate who had a brief NBA career, credits Wootten with turning his life around. Catlett had been fatherless since...
...author of children's stories; of a stroke; in Manhattan. After a lonely childhood as the daughter of an unsuccessful land speculator, McGinley moved to New York, took a job as a junior high school English teacher, and began selling poems to literary magazines. Asked by New Yorker Fiction Editor Katherine White, "Why do you sing the same sad songs all lady poets sing?" McGinley began to find her own voice and to extol the pleasures and poignancies of the hearth, Memorial Day parades, the smell of charcoal grills, the damp loafers on the lawn. "Mothers are hardest...