Norman Mailer said that George Plimpton was the best-loved man in New York. This book is the party that was George's life-and it's a big one-attended by scores of famous people, as well as lesser-known intimates and acquaintances. They talk about his life: its privileged beginnings, its wild and triumphant middle, its brave, sad end. They say that George was a man of many parts: the "last gentleman," founder and first editor of The Paris Review, the graceful writer who brought the New Journalism to sports, and Everyman's proxy boxer, trapeze artist, stand-up comic, Western movie villain, and Playboy centerfold photographer.
George's last years were awesome, truly so. His greatest gift was to be a blessing to others-not all, truth be told-and that gift ended only with his death. But his parties, if this is one, need never end at all.
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