By Janet Groth
In 1957, whilst a tender Midwestern lady landed a task on the New Yorker, she didn’t count on to stick lengthy on the reception table. yet remain she did, and for twenty-one years she had the simplest seat in the home. as well as taking messages, she ran interference for jealous better halves checking on adulterous husbands, drank with recognized writers at recognized watering holes all through bohemian Greenwich Village, and was once seduced, two-timed, and proposed to by means of a number of the magazine’s eccentric luminaries. This memoir of a selected time and position is a fascinating story of a lady looking for herself.
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I watered their crops, walked their canine, boarded their cats, sat their children—and occasionally their houses—when they went away. in fact, I additionally took their messages. no longer required within the ability set, yet through the years I obtained messages, too, besides impressions, confidences, and an schooling in a number of matters. i used to be there, one of the women and men who wrote and edited the journal, for longer than lots of them have been. I watched their comings and goings, their marriages and divorces, their scandalous affairs, their mess ups and triumphs and tragedies and suicides and health problems and deaths. After leaving the journal, I used a variety of strategies to masks the lateral trajectory of my remain there. It used to be Jack Kahn (E. J. Kahn Jr. , as he signed his New Yorker items) who blew my conceal, all by chance. I’m yes he by no means guessed that I were attempting to retain a lid on my failure to boost on the journal, imagining that i'll conceal it from the area at huge as my very own to blame mystery. In 1976 I taught a path at Vassar known as The modern Press. Jack used to be one of many writers from “my ground” who got here as much as Poughkeepsie as a visitor speaker. He pointed out the development in his 1979 memoir in regards to the New Yorker and Me and brought me this fashion: in lots of respects, the recent Yorker belies its recognition for institutional eccentricity. we now have a few writers and editors round who might cross for bankers and who, as they stroll towards the recent York Yacht membership on West Forty-fourth road, couldn't unreasonably be anticipated by means of passersby to proceed on within. And but we do have our real oddities. Jan Groth is definitely one. She is completing her Ph. D. dissertation in English. She has taught that topic at a excessive educational point. (She additionally writes a sublime Italian script. ) yet in 20 years or so she hasn't ever risen on the magazine—possibly of her personal volition, notwithstanding I doubt it—beyond being the eighteenth-floor receptionist, that is the place she started out. We who spend many daytime there, brain you, are thrilled along with her permanence. She takes our messages after we are clear of our desks, as we regularly are; she has discovered to acknowledge the voices of our better halves and kids. As in our absences she comforts our acquaintances, so whilst the celebration calls for does she guard us opposed to our enemies. i'm really not certain what Jack intended by way of his connection with conserving him and the opposite writers from their enemies, yet i will bet. He was once endorsing my efforts to guard them from all distractions that will intrude with their paintings. i've got extra hassle with Jack’s connection with me as one of many New Yorker’s “authentic oddities. ” It’s something to shaggy dog story to my fellow Lutherans approximately being an oddity as a churchgoer in a membership filled with secular humanists. it truly is fairly one other to discover myself between New Yorker staffers who've been so characterised in New Yorker lore. there has been, for instance, the intense truth checker Dorothy Dean, who gave off manic vibes so electrical they created a people-free sector of a ten-foot radius anyplace she went.