The Wolfe pack gathered by the shore of a nearby Great Lake last week. Our beach reading was The Power Broker, Robert Caro’s epic take on New York’s late Park, Roads, and Housing Czar Robert Moses. We could not put it down. And not just because it weighed even more than The Sleepwalkers, requiring serious effort to get it back up to reading distance. It is a riveting story told by the one writer capable of finding every last rivet needed to get the man pinned to the page. (Caro will be here on 11/2 for the Niehoff Lecture).
We can’t decide whether we’re more disgusted with Moses or with the New York City press who failed to see him for what he was until it was much too late.