Castro’s Hands

by Richard Brookhiser

We were all in a chartered airliner, and we were after all mere journalists. (See my previous post re: hookers.)

Murray Kempton covered Krushchev when he came to this country, and told me about it once in a typically wide-wranging Kemptonian conversation. The upshot was he had liked Krushchev, but deeply disliked John Anderson. Pure Kempton.

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