![]() ![]() Their waiter for the evening was Yogi Berra, the All-Star catcher for the New York Yankees. But there was no mistaking him, even out of his regular uniform. It must have seemed terribly out of context, after all, to see him serving them dinner plates instead of crouching behind home plate. Louis, did a double take at the sight of a short, squat man with jug-handle ears framing his familiar face bringing their meals to the table. There were undoubtedly winter nights in the late 1950s when some of the patrons at Ruggeri’s, an Italian restaurant in St. “Teachers are more important, but they aren’t as scarce.” It’s more a function of the relative scarcity of the service they provide,” says Shawn Klein, a lecturer at Arizona State University and author of The Sports Ethicist blog. “An individual’s salary is not a reflection or function of their social worth, or their value to humanity. But does the public’s demand signal a value system that needs recalibrating? The simplest defense for platinum salaries is a capitalistic one – that athletes’ paychecks are the result of supply-and-demand forces. Most fans have made their peace with such sums, and they have even criticized team owners for being too “cheap” to accede to players’ contract stipulations. In late February and March of this year, a trio of baseball stars – infielder Manny Machado, outfielder Bryce Harper, and center fielder Mike Trout – signed record-breaking megadeals that collectively topped $1 billion. But these days, of course, players can afford to stick to their day jobs. Jeff Carmel, a former editor on the international desk, summed it up: “David had an uncommon, uncanny ability to quickly and calmly discern the key elements buried in a correspondent’s copy, and in reworking a story, bring out the best in the writer and benefit our readers.”ĭuring the 1950s, Brooklyn Dodgers outfielder Carl Furillo ran a Queens deli in the winter, and Hall of Fame New York Giants quarterback Y.A. It was also with his beloved wife, Isobel, and their three daughters.As an editor, David was the unseen hand behind many a well-executed Monitor story. He had studied agricultural economics at Oxford, but his heart was in understanding the globe. He went on to lead the journalism department at Boston University and then the International Center for Journalists in Washington.Early in his Monitor career, David landed the perfect (for him) reporting assignment: covering the United Nations, where the entire world comes to you. ![]() “Come see me when you’re about to graduate.”I did, and the rest is history. David rose to become managing editor, but resigned in 1988 – along with the editor, deputy managing editor, and many staff – in a dispute over the Monitor’s direction. Still, he remained a dear friend to many of us. “You should think about being a foreign correspondent,” he said. One day I dropped by, and there was this tall, charming British gentleman with a ready smile and endless questions.“Do you like to travel?” David asked. He was visiting the paper’s bureau, where I had befriended correspondent David Willis and his family. ![]() We were being paid to learn.I met David in 1980, during a college semester in Moscow. To young staffers, it was better than grad school. As foreign editor, he led morning meetings dubbed “Sunday School,” as we gathered round to discuss events and coverage ideas. He was a mentor to legions of Monitor reporters and editors, by nature a teacher, with a strong sense of principle and a gift for making reporters’ draft copy shine on deadline.Foremost, the “lede” should be short and the point of the story readily apparent, David drilled into us. David Anable, who died early this week, was more than a former Monitor correspondent and senior editor. ![]()
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