I briefly met Jimmy Breslin. I considered myself lucky enough to have met The late Kelly his daughter. I never met a woman who loved her father more. Kelly was right about many things, just not quite in the way she intended. I did waste too much time at work. Yet for me it was with the love of family not mindless parties and events that had no meaning for me.
In the short encounters I think his greatest wish was to be remembered as a newspaper man. Perhaps he was the apex of what is a dying breed as newspapers die. In the short attention span world perhaps there is no room for his unique talents. While every single one of the tributes got the complex larger than life man correct. Breslin would likely admit that a great writer first captures your attention first. Much of the persona was marketing, but how much is subject to debate of those who knew him better than I.
I hope he is with his daughters in the afterlife
Are we better in a world where the great newspapers and the people that made them a part of our lives slowly become extinct? I don't think so
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