JULY 19, 1939. YONKERS, NY— I MEAN, HOW OFTEN DO YOU NOTICE WHAT ANOTHER MAN PINS TO HIS LAPEL? When I catch up to Mr. Chisholm, he says the Odontioda is Mr. Untermyer’s orchid of choice.
JULY 19, 1939. YONKERS, NY— I’M ALREADY LATE TO MEET HIM. Maybe it’s because I care nothing for flowers. Speeding in a cab toward Yonkers and his Greystone mansion, I wince at the thought of those willowy things ahead.