"The Party's Over": Life in Big Publishing Before Digital's Rise
Updated When I began working in Manhattan for General Media (the corporate name of that publishing company always amuses me), I worked for a vice president, a ruthless man who probably would've made a good mobster. As local New York City coverage continues to dissipate, guess who benefits I will call him Don. Considering his age back then, I am certain he's no longer with us. Although I was unable to confirm, I believe he departed this world for whatever is next, if anything... Aside from the fact that he wrote informed stylized stories for one of our titles about the Mafia, he also exhibited certain characteristics that reminded me of wiseguys. Or what I imagined wiseguys were like. He was a tough, tough guy, not very tall but he compensated for his lack of height with glinting, sharp eyes, an aggressive intellect and a swagger to his walk. His grayish-silvery hair was thick, and his weathered, rough-hewn face was not unhandsome, though it belonged more on, say, a ...