I read that quote somewhere, and thought, "I don't go to lunch often enough."
Today, I'm going to Club Lago, my favorite restaurant in Chicago, with the first and second big-city intellectuals I met when I moved from Ohio to Chicago and went to work two decades ago.
Hugh Iglarsh was my first editor at The Ragan Report and the person to whom I turned in my first professional story. At first, I agonized for whole days over 600-word pieces. After awhile, I assured him, "I think I'm getting these down." Fearing it was a formula I had found, Hugh said, "I hope not."
My second year at Ragan, I sat next to Bill Sweetland, who introduced me to Jacques Barzun. I broadcast my green idea seeds at him so continously that the bosses had to separate us. They moved him.
I should buy, shouldn't I?