No grand proclamations, no long explanations. Just, these articles are about people who are getting it right, and I want to celebrate them and remember.
Here’s a guy who has won the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction, and for a damned good book. But when GQ asks him to cover fashion week in Paris, what does he write about? Not himself. Not his reflections on Judaism and fashion, or Jewish designers, or any of the things he could and be lauded for. No, he writes about his son. Read On