Martin J. Baron, for many decades the imperturbable admiral of fact-checking at The New Yorker, has died at the age of eighty-five. Mr. Baron, as he was invariably addressed, worked on most of my articles from the mid-1990s until his retirement, and I owe infinitely much to his knowledge, his meticulousness, his gentleness, and his sympathy. As I wrote in the acknowledgments to The Rest Is Noise: “Martin Baron is the greatest fact-checker that ever was and ever will be. (Leave on author.)” The last phrase is a long-standing New Yorker locution, connoting something that cannot be checked by normal channels and is left to the writer’s discretion. The son of a St. Louis Symphony violinist, if I recall correctly, Martin had a profound love for classical music, Schubert above all. I offer the above in his memory.
from Alex Ross: The Rest Is Noise https://ift.tt/8icHOXI