Death of Stone
Every hour of every day, millions of people are reading stories in some 1,200 newspapers—stories which begin with two letters, A. P. The man who, more than anyone else, made those two letters a symbol of accuracy and impartiality, died, last week, in his Manhattan home, with his wife and daughter at his bedside. He was 80 years old. He had outlived his two sons, had lived "from the lightning rod to the radio," as he said last year. He had been fighting death since Christmas Day. The only book he...
To continue reading:
or
Log-In
