Oct 15, 2010
I’m not sure why I picked up this book, but I’m glad I did. It is quite compatibly a mystery, a reflection on old-age, and a commentary on contemporary standards of usefulness, whether of people, institutions, or buildings. The prologue opens with an ending and a question, and the chapters that follow delve into the intricacies of the human condition, albeit with a light hand. Frank Allcroft, a television news anchor, is dealing with loss—the hit-and-run death of his long-time friend and predecessor at the news, and the systematic demolition of his architect father’s postwar buildings