Rutherfurd Remembers


A Lifetime Of New York Minutes

The first time I ever saw New York I was 16 years old, and I was all alone. My parents had sent me around the world. Read Essay.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Did You Know?
Hard to believe, but this month of April is the 50th anniversary of the 'official' break-up of the Beatles. This author was a very timid young student at Cambridge then. But the far more worldly and talented guy who had the room across the corridor from me had a lovely girlfriend who worked for John Lennon; and one day they scooped me up and took me to Lennon's house at Ascot. The white house with the white piano. Lennon himself wasn't there, but all the same . . . Fifty years later, that day is still so vivid




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