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David Rakoff, a “writer, aesthete, genius, New York devotee (the City was “the great love of my life,” he wrote), exceptional reporter and observer, performer, director and incredibly kind person,” has died of cancer. Give his This American Life episodes a listen.
The above screenshot is from his book, Half Empty, as screengrabbed by The Awl.
Nora was both hedgehog and fox. She knew a great deal about a great many things, and she delighted in sharing what she knew. A number of years ago, I was taking a trip to Rome, and she generously availed me of her guide to its enchantments, a small pamphlet she’d composed that included a thumbnail sketch of every terrific restaurant, of every amusing thing to do, of the right place to get a haircut or a manicure, all springily written and completely true. Nora prided herself in knowing how to do things, where to get them, what was good and in what way it was good. Think of the moments in her essays, her novels, and her movies when she addresses the fact of food. No one has ever written about food with more pleasure or more pleasurably—or more infectiously. You wanted to eat the thing she was kvelling about, right then and there, even before the next sentence.
Screenwriter and friend Stephen Schiff salutes Nora Ephron’s wonderful films, impeccable taste, and versatile strength to the end.
Ray Bradbury, to Newsweek, Nov 12, 1995. We’re totally going to borrow this page from the Book of Bradbury.
Ray Bradbury, to Newsweek, Nov 12, 1995.
You funky monkey.
Update: Here’s a 2009 Q&A we did about Adam Yauch’s particular type of cancer.
[Photo via our gallery of his many Rockin’ New Years Eves]
Dana Gordon was the Deputy Director of our Research Center from 1996 to 2008, leaving Newsweek just as she was getting married to her husband, Steve Dzik. She was an incredibly positive person, even as she received a diagnosis this past November of aggressive uterine cancer. Everyone who’s ever met her will remember her smile (ever-present) and her singsong voice — she was a walking melody. She died this past Thursday morning, after a brief but brave battle. Our thoughts are with her friends and family.