Every August 6 for more than three decades, an attractive older woman
entered a Greenwich Village bar that had been a restaurant back in the
Jazz Age. She sat alone in a booth and ordered two coc...
Arecent encounter with the first half-hour or so of Jane Eyre, The
Musical put me in mind of the 1857 murder of Dr. Harvey Burdell. (The
connection won't immediately be apparent.) A friend with a...