Robert Caro, the famous biographer (of Robert Moses, and more recently, continuingly, of Lyndon Johnson) recently published a memory of his own, about his early days in journalism, fresh out of college.
I'll paraphrase his article, with some direct quotes along the way.
Caro went to work for Newsday on Long Island, in 1959. The managing editor was Alan Hathway, an old-school fellow who didn't like the Ivy League. Caro, a Princetonian, had been hired despite Hathway not by him.
At that time, Newsday didn't have any Sunday issue. Which meant there was almost nobody in the office on Saturday, since such offices are always working on the next day's paper. What if something important happened on a Saturday? The low man on the office hierarchy would be there, would take the call and put the information in a memo, those higher up on the totem pole could act on it Sunday.
Aa the '50s ended and the '60s revved up, the future of Mitchel Field (an air force base in the middle of Nassau County that was about the be decommissioned) was a contentious matter for the region. There were twelve hundred acres of open land at stake -- no small prize. The FAA wanted to turn it into a civilian airport. Newsday's editorial position, though, was that it should be used to create a campus for Nassau Community College, which was then being operated out of the county courthouse in Mineola.
While manning the deserted fort one Saturday, Caro says, he took a call from a guy from the FAA, its Idlewild office. The guy said, "I really like what you guys are doing on Mitchel Field, and I'm here alone in the FAA offices, and if you send someone down here I know what files you should be looking at."
Caro says he wasn't able to reach anyone who could go down there immediately. This seemed like something that should be acted upon at once, not put in a memo. So he went himself. The FAA guy showed him a stack of folders and got out of his way.
I'll let Caro himself tell the next part:
"And somehow, in a strange way, sitting there going through them, I felt at home. As I went through the memos and the letters and the minutes of meetings, I could see a pattern emerging, revealing the real reason that the agency wanted the field to become a civilian airport: executives of corporations with offices on Long Island, who seemed to be quite friendly with the F.A.A. officials, wanted to be able to fly in and out of Long Island on their company planes without the inconvenience of having to drive to Idlewild or LaGuardia. I kept looking for a piece of paper on which someone came right out and said that, but I didn’t find one; everything I could find talked around that point. But between all the pieces of paper I found sentences and paragraphs that, taken together, made the point clear. There are certain moments in your life when you suddenly understand something about yourself."
There are two happy endings to this meta-story. First, Caro's story about the efforts by corporate executives to persuade a govt agency to make their lives easier at the expense of a workable campus/ college for working-class kids effectively sank that effort. Sunlight disinfected. Nassau Community did get use of the land.
Second, Caro's reporting was a Hollywood-ish career break, like when the understudy in a Broadway play gets a chance at the leading role. Even Hathway was suitably impressed, and an investigative reporter was born.
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