One day last spring, a group of people gathered in a private room at the Century Association, an elite club in Manhattan, to meet their new boss. They were all senior staff members of the New York Public Library and, not knowing who the new president might be, they were all edgy. For one thing, who could possibly replace Vartan Gregorian, the charismatic fund raiser who had led them out of fiscal ruin? And, of more immediate concern, should they have a drink while waiting? Perhaps not. After all, a leading contender was known to be Timothy S. Healy, a Jesuit...
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