Lance Morrow gained fame as Time magazine's lead essayist in the twilight years of the news weekly's dominance in American society.
Morrow's "The Noise of Typewriters: Remembering Journalism," published by Encounter Books, venerates Time's power for most of the 20th century. He looks back with nostalgia, if not mourning, at the era when magazines held a central place in American culture, even after the arrival of TV.
He briefly mentions the New Yorker, founded in the same year as Time and notorious for a satire of Time's feverish writing style. While slighting Luce's other publications, he fondly salutes the Saturday Evening Post, which like Time was a mainstay of middle-class American life, with thousands of subscribers.
Part memoir, part discourse on journalism and writing, the book ranges from Morrow's start as a clerk and police reporter for the Washington Star, the nation capital's exalted, long-vanished afternoon newspaper, to his career at Time as a reporter, news writer and back-page essayist.
He and Carl Bernstein worked together at the Washington Star before Bernstein moved to the Washington Post and rose to fame for his Watergate coverage along with Robert Woodward. Morrow and Bernstein are still close friends.
In the book's meditations on journalism, which Morrow believes holds a place in society comparable to that of religion, he examines writers ranging from Joan Didion and Norman Mailer to John Hersey and Time's Otto Friedrich.
Avoiding detailed recollections of his years at Time, Morrow devotes much of the book to an admiring biographic profile of Time co-founder Henry "Harry" Luce, who exerted immense influence over American politics and culture from Time's founding in 1923 until his retirement as editor-in-chief in 1964.
While Morrow never worked under Luce's regime and had one brief meeting with him, he presents a thorough examination of Luce's life, from his childhood in China, where his parents were Protestant missionaries, to his leadership of Time. Morrow neglects Luce's innovative photo magazine Life, and the influential business bible Fortune and never even mentions Sports Illustrated, the ground-breaking sports weekly.
Morrow extols Luce as a beneficial force in American society, while recognizing his near dictatorial control of Time's news coverage. He defends Luce against detractors who denounced Time as giving its vast readership pro-American propaganda rather than honest news. The criticism of Luce gained force during his steadfast support of the U.S. war in Vietnam.
Luce's domineering personality, momentous career and fractious marriage to Clare Boothe Luce come alive in Morrow's laudatory portrait. Morrow makes a persuasive case that Luce did more good than harm, especially when compared with Rupert Murdoch and his Fox News. Morrow, who writes for Murdoch's Wall Street Journal, never mentions Murdoch.
In one of his few recollections of his journalism career, Morrow devotes a chilling chapter to the murder of Washington socialite Mary Pinchot Meyer, which shocked the nation's capital in 1964.
The sister of Ben Bradlee's first wife and one of President John F. Kennedy's lovers, Meyer was killed at around noon on Oct. 12, 1964, on the towpath of the C&O Canal near Georgetown University and the Potomac River.
Morrow, then a young police reporter for the Washington Star, was the first journalist on the scene. He recalls viewing Meyer's dead body, left alone by the police as they searched for Meyer's killer, neglecting to secure the crime scene. After a few minutes, detectives arrived and ordered Morrow away from the body.
While a troubled black man named Ray Crump was convicted of the crime, Meyer's murder raised conspiracy theories. She was the estranged wife of high-ranking CIA official Cord Meyer, and some believed that she was killed because she knew from her relationship with Kennedy of the spy agency's alleged involvement with the president's assassination. The gun used to kill Meyer was never found.
Morrow says he was obsessed with the case for years, but has given up collecting information about the slaying, He believes that Crump was the sole killer.
The book closes with a look at Time's 75th anniversary banquet in 1998 at Radio Music Hall. The gala event was attended by an all-star group of celebrities who'd been featured on Time covers through the years.
When Morrow walks out from the music hall to Manhattan's Sixth Avenue and sees the dark Time-Life building, he knows that Luce's "American Century" is over.