Thursday, September 18, 2008

Birthday Girl: The Greatest of Them All

She would have been 103. If anyone could have carried it off, it would have been she.

I'm grateful to have lived in New York when it was still a very real possibility that one could, in the course of an ordinary afternoon - shopping on Madison, say, or walking to a friend's place over toward the river - encounter a solitary walker, usually in a gray trench with a scarf or hat pulled low, and realize, usually just a moment too late, that it was in fact Miss G.