As with all of Thurber's books, this one -- in which he gives us a detailed word-portrait of his boss and the founder of The New Yorker -- is written with a great deal of humor. And, since Thurber knew and liked Harold Ross, he wrote his reminiscences with warmth, as well. This is a well written book about a man who has essentially been forgotten by the American public; I highly recommend it.
Thurber had a vicious streak. I don't know why people tolerated him.
