Whether you know Tim Page from his articles in the Washington Post, Newsday, or the New York Times, his books, the liner notes in your CDs, or from his 11 years at WNYC-FM, you can't come away from the experience without great respect for his ability to say what he wants to say lucidly, and concisely. For the last 13 years, his presence at the Post was first the pride of the Style section, in recent years its saving grace.
Shortly before he began his sabbatical to teach at the
Since Tim Page’s departure,
This may only confirm expectations, but it is a sad day all the same if
His reviews for the Post were rarely cutting, biting occasionally, and often of a great warmth. They seemed moody sometimes, but were never sycophantic, never cynical, never gushing, never erratically critical. And throughout most of his articles, if not all, ran a splendid grace that those who are acquainted with him know to come from a dignity, humility, and most of all a kindness that superseded all other fluctuating emotions. There may be a select few who have raised his ire (by way of disappointment), but when you talk to friends and colleagues of his, he is again and again described as the epitome of “good people”. As a writer at the Post he can be substituted for, but not replaced. As a friend, he’s become the best reason to fly to