On Edmund White (1940-2025)

Remembering a great-hearted man

I remember my first glimpse of him. This was in 2015, and in my memory it’s one of New York’s brilliant spring afternoons, though I’ve learned not to trust my memory in these things. I think I had just finished a mid-life graduate program and was in the city for a visit; a friend and I were making the New York rounds, seeing friends and writers. I was i…