![]() ![]() Each takes on a broad, serious subject - religion, family, infidelity, medicine. It is no coincidence that my father was a Classicist - the arc of his story is as old as time, and ever relevant. My father, a few years older and still grieving the death of his own father, was consumed by the story. He was a young dynamic professor of Classics and Comparative Literature at Yale and he had just learned a former student of his from Harvard had lost his wife to cancer at twenty-five. He was 30 when he sat down, one frigid, snow-silenced winter break in Cambridge, Massachusettes, to write Love Story. They have his heart and soul and honesty and humour, and that combination, rarer than it should be, is alchemical. My father was such a gentle man, and as a result he wrote innocent, tender novels. But I know his novels, and I was lucky enough to know their extraordinary author. ![]() My father became world famous - beloved by the reading public, pilloried by an envious academic community who believed that professors ought not to venture into popular culture. ![]()
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