NEW YORK: Little Flower

Reluctantly, last spring, greying Fiorello LaGuardia admitted to himself that he was not well. He was 64, but he awaited a cure with characteristic impatience. As a radio commentator, columnist and freelance oracle, he was as full of furious plans as he had been during his twelve years as mayor of New York. He went to Manhattan's Mt. Sinai Hospital for an operation in June, hoping to hear that he could soon go on breaking lances against the enormous villains with whom his frenetic world was peopled. Instead, he heard his death...

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