Today is the birthday of two great New Yorkers - though both were born elsewhere - who have contributed immeasurably to the literature of travel.
Kate Simon was born on this day in 1912 in Warsaw, Poland, though she moved to New York at a young enough age - 5 - that she titled her first memoir Bronx Primitive. Her follow-up memoirs, A Wider World and Etchings in an Hourglass, benefited equally from her love of travel and her love of language. Written before the glut of memoirs, they are shining examples of the genre. Her "Uncommon Guidebooks" can still be found in used bookstores and they are still worth reading, for she interspersed the practical information with elegant essays. She is the great, forgotten American travel writer, and if there were any justice in the world, the Society of American Travel Writers would ditch Lowell Thomas and name their annual awards after her.
Calvin Trillin was born on this day in 1935 in Kansas City, Missouri, though he seems to be the ideal of a Manhattanite, with a house in Greenwich Village and a job at The New Yorker. For years for the magazine he wrote the U.S. Journal (steadfastly refusing to mention de Tocqueville) and in 1971 he published a collection of these pieces on people and places most everyone else missed. (One chapter is beautifully titled "Middle-Sized Events.") Eventually, he ventured farther afield, and became more autobiographical, straddling the tantalizing line - in books like Alice, Let's Eat - between food and travel. He was like M.F.K. Fisher with a sense of humor.
I interviewed him in 1991 at a conference in Key West, and after the interview he invited me to join him and Alice (and their two daughters) for lunch. He was probably the most famous person I'd ever interviewed, and the only one who invited me to lunch.