A Brooklyn Heights Boy Remembers

Howard Moshman’s memoirs are collected in an eminently readable book combining high humor and mature comments. In the shadow of the Great Depression he recalls cold winters and hot summers, classrooms crowded with children of immigrants, ancient libraries and 15-cent movies, teachers good and bad. During high school he worked as a soda jerk and handyman in his brother-in-law’s pharmacy. Between college and dental school he helped a researcher at the American Museum of Natural History, then ...