Hotel Kid: A Times Square Childhood

Hotel Kid: A Times Square Childhood

by Stephen Lewis

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BN ID: 2940014240277
Publisher: Dry, Paul Books, Incorporated
Publication date: 03/23/2012
Sold by: Barnes & Noble
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 214
Sales rank: 630,053
File size: 769 KB

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"Funny, poignant, sad and wist-ful. . . . This is a very fine book—about a person, and a city, growing up." —The Philadelphia Inquirer

"The charming Hotel Kid is as luxurious as the lobby in a five-star hotel." —San Francisco Chronicle

"This delightful yet poignant memoir is highly recommended for both public and academic libraries." —Library Journal (starred review)

"[T]his postcard from a vanished age nicely captures a special childhood rivaling Eloise's" —Kirkus Reviews

"A colorful and nostalgic snapshot of a vanished era." —Bloomsbury Review

Stephen Lewis on Hotel Kid: "Raised in a loving cocoon of chambermaids, bellboys, porters, waiters, and housedicks, I led a fairy tale existence as the son of the general manager of the Hotel Taft, just off Times Square and Radio City. During the darkest days of the Depression, my younger brother and I treated our friends to limitless chocolate éclairs and ice cream sodas. Vague longings for a 'real American life' rose only occasionally — as rare as the home-cooked meals my mother attempted once or twice a year. From my privileged vantage point in a four-room suite on the fifteenth floor, overlooking the chorus girls sunbathing on the roof of the Roxy Theater, I grew into adolescence, both street-smart and sheltered by the hundreds of hotel workers who had known me since I was a baby. For over thirty years, the Taft was the only family home my brother and I knew. Through the dark decade of the thirties, the frenetic forties of WWII, and the post-war boom of the fifties, I observe my boyhood home, Times Square. As a grown man I share with readers the tenderness and anger I feel for the fall and rise again of what we think of as the Big Apple, and what I think of as my neighborhood — one that is no more."

"This book is as delectable as it is sad. A lifetime's rumination over a 'privileged' childhood has produced a miracle of memory, rue and self-ironic appreciation for a way of city life now extinct. Stephen Lewis writes with grace, humor, salient detail, and total command of his subject. He shows you just how good a contemporary memoir can be." —Phillip Lopate, author of The Art of the Personal Essay

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