Studs Terkel R.I.P.

October 31, 2008

He was a native New Yorker who moved to Chicago as a child and came to embrace and embody his adopted town, with all its ”carbuncles and warts,” as he recalled in his 2007 memoir, ”Touch and Go.” He was a cigar and martini man, white-haired and elegantly rumpled in his trademark red-checkered shirts, an old rebel who never mellowed, never retired, never forgot, and ”never met a picket line or petition I didn’t like.”

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