[Hildy]

One on my fondest memories of my Father was the day he walked up to Jimmy Breslin and called him a fat, lying scumbag (I was there with hime). They knew each other for years. Breslin repaid him by printing a New Year's day article which said he'd never speak to my father again! We hung the article up with pride!

[beckett]

One on my fondest memories of my Father was the day he walked up to Jimmy Breslin and called him a fat, lying scumbag...

When I lived in Manhattan years ago there was a murder on my street. I walked out of my building and saw police tape up the block a ways. As I got closer I noticed Jimmy Breslin himself standing by the crime scene, jotting notes on a pad just like a rookie reporter.

As I approached I said in a friendly way, "Well what do you know, Jimmy Breslin, I'll be..." or some other such brilliant ice-breaker. Guy just looked at me. Not hello, not an acknowledgement of my presence, nothing. Just a grim glare and he went back to his notes.

What a pearl.

[hinckley buzzard]

LOL! Hooray for your Father!
I wish I could remember the columnist who was reviewing some opus of Breslin's and after quoting a particularly pompous and flatulent passage lamented,

"Alas! Even Jimmy Breslin writes like Jimmy Breslin!"

I should know who it was--maybe William F Buckley--not sure--it was a good 35 years ago.