Jimmy Breslin

Jimmy Breslin was the best newspaperman of the 20th Century. He achieved fame through trenchant writing and uninvited circumstance. Breslin's prose plumbed and found the emotional truth of events. Despite using simple words his newspaper columns were poetic in the best sense: he presented facts, facts, facts, carefully selecting those which described the heart of a story.

Breslin viewed life from the perspective of the common man. One characteristic column -- which became so famous it's now taught in journalism school -- was Jimmy's report from President John F. Kennedy's funeral. Hundreds of reporters from around the world covered the story conventionally. Not Jimmy. He went to the laborer who made $3 an hour digging the hole for Kennedy's grave. Breslin interviewed the gravedigger and wrote about his perspective. It was genius.

Jimmy Breslin was born in Queens in 1928. He devoted six decades to chronicling New York's power brokers, mobsters, cops, thieves and ordinary citizens. After starting at the Long Island Press (a newspaper I read in my youth) Breslin wrote for the New York Herald Tribune where he met fellow-journalist Tom Wolfe. Tom and Jimmy were as opposite as possible but earned the other's deep respect. Wolfe, a sharp-dressed boulevardier with genteel education and effulgent vocabulary, was a vivid contrast to Jimmy's slovenly appearance. Breslin came from, wrote for and lived among New York's working class. Wolfe saw authenticity in that. After the Herald Tribune folded, Tom and Jimmy joined and wrote for New York magazine. Jimmy later went off to the New York Daily News and after that, to Long Island's newspaper, Newsday.

What attracted Tom and Jimmy to each other was how hard they worked. Both hit the streets, conducted multiple interviews and did the labor necessary to "get the story right." Both prized detail and truth. Both revered journalism as a consecrated mission. Despite coming from radically different backgrounds, both united and walked in the same professional direction. This explains why my appreciation for Tom Wolfe spills over into respect for Jimmy Breslin.

Fifty years ago New York City was dominated by the "Son of Sam" murders. At the time the City was dirty, derelict and dangerous. I remember walking in Times Square during the 1970s sensing palpable peril. New York's atmosphere was accurately captured by Martin Scorsese in his classic film, "Taxi Driver."

David Berkowitz, who called himself "Son of Sam", was a serial killer. He murdered for no reason. His victims were women with long brown hair (and sometimes their boyfriends, if present). "Sam" was intelligent but insane. For two years everyone in New York was arrantly fixated and afraid of Sam. The randomness of his killing left everyone feeling vulnerable. Thousands of women cut their hair short or dyed it bright colors, desperately trying to avoid being shot. Wig stores reported selling out their entire inventories.

Breslin's paper, the New York Daily News, covered the story extensively and relentlessly. Since Jimmy was their best reporter everyone turned to his daily column for updates on the police investigation.

After the killings started Sam sent a handwritten letter to the police. He then sent another letter directly to Breslin in which offered admiration for Jimmy's coverage of the story. The Daily News gave that letter to the police who verified its authenticity from a fingerprint. The paper published the murderer's letter along with a reply to him from Breslin. 

Experts believed Sam wanted public recognition for his crimes and that's why he contacted Jimmy. Breslin's response was to tell the killer that the only safe option was to turn himself in, either to Jimmy personally or to the police. Breslin told Sam he could call Jimmy at the newspaper since "[t]he only people I don’t answer are bill collectors."

This issue of the Daily News sold the most copies in the newspaper's history.

The killings continued. After a lucky break (discovery of an incriminating parking ticket) police solved the case and arrested Sam. He pled guilty to numerous murders and spent every day since then in prison. (He's still alive.) Breslin died in 2017 at age 88.

Jimmy Breslin wrote literally thousands of newspaper columns. Some have been collected in books. Breslin just received his first biography which I highly recommend ("Jimmy Breslin: The Man Who Told the Truth," by Richard Esposito). He was also the subject of an Emmy-winning documentary ("Breslin and Hamill: Deadline Artists" [HBO/MAX, 2018]).

Few of us leave marks as indelible as this writer. Looking back at his work is inspiring.