Not anything like a tough-guy novelist who works the street the way Updike works the suburbs.
Updike actually published in airline magazines, Wood mocked.
He was Updike the staff writer, Updike the golfer, Updike the humorist, Updike the father.
In a world increasingly bending toward snark, Updike managed to remain curious, solicitous, a gentleman.
Of course, plenty of other reasons exist for the special spleen directed at Updike.
Now that we know Updike is dead, we will start to remember how incandescently and uniquely he was alive, just a short “while ago.”
Updike: For many years I had begrudged Harvard the place it had in my life.
Over the course of an hour, a parade of speakers from his disparate worlds evoked Updike at his most playful and profound.