One of my old favorite writers:
A columnist for more than a half-century, Buchwald found new comic material in the issues that come up at the end of life.
In a town that needs to laugh more — and needs people like Buchwald to point out how silly the whole circus can be at times — Buchwald will be sorely missed.
Art Buchwald, who for decades wrote a humor column in Paris and then in Washington, died at age 81.
Buchwald died of kidney failure Wednesday at his sonâ€™s home in Washington.
Buchwald mined for humor political corruption, cultural differences between Europe and the United States, and a range of other topics in a column that was first published in the International Herald Tribune and then in the Washington Post.
Most recently he chronicled his refusal last year to maintain his dependence on a dialysis machine.
He was moved into a hospice, and when he did not die, moved to Marthaâ€™s Vineyard, where he wrote â€œToo Soon to Dieâ€? and continued his column.
In one of his autobiographies, â€œLeaving Home,â€? Buchwald recalled how his father, a Jewish curtain installer impoverished by the Depression, deposited him and his three sisters at a Seventh-day Adventist orphanage after institutionalizing Buchwaldâ€™s mother for depression.
But the father pulled the kids out and sent them to a Jewish orphanage after hearing his son singing â€œJesus Loves Me.â€?
BTW I’ve read Leaving Home and it’s excellent.
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