Everyone is jumping up and down to celebrate (well, the nerds I follow), about The New Yorker turning 90 today.
In every story Jane Grant gets left out. In my book and on my walking tour I say what her husband, Harold Ross, said: without her there’d be no magazine today. My book lays it out. But I truly believe if he’d started the magazine with a man, like a brother or partner, it would be a different story.
Jane Grant gets written out of every book and story about the history of The New Yorker. And another thing that sucks? Grant was the first female reporter in The New York Times city room, and even THEY forget about her. End of rant. Just remember the farmers daughter from Kansas when you look at the cartoons today.
