Comments on: On the loss of a mentor: Steven T. Florio, former Condé Nast CEO http://www.teleread.com/ebooks/on-the-loss-of-a-mentor-steven-t-florio-former-cond-nast-ceo/ News & views on e-books, libraries, publishing and related topics Wed, 15 Feb 2012 12:33:34 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.2.1 By: sadi ranson-polizzotti http://www.teleread.com/ebooks/on-the-loss-of-a-mentor-steven-t-florio-former-cond-nast-ceo/comment-page-1/#comment-738480 sadi ranson-polizzotti Mon, 17 Mar 2008 21:29:00 +0000 http://www.teleread.org/blog/2008/03/17/on-the-loss-of-a-mentor-steven-t-florio-former-cond-nast-ceo/#comment-738480 David asked me an important question, and that is had Steven recommended any books to me when I was younger. He had. In our trips back and forth to New York to Conde Nast, Steven one day talked a lot about the book "Passages"by Gail Sheehy, which at the time, being as young as I was, meant little to me, but as I got older, I began and begin more and more to understand the passages of life that we DO go through. He had also noted my interest (even then) in Nabokov, Evelyn Waugh, Milan Kundera, Robert Musil, Marguerite Duras who Steven told me about, F. Scott Fitzgerald whom Esquire had been among the first to publish (among many great authors). Steven was an inspiration in every way and will remain so, every day. He was only fifty-eight years old and I found out about his death not through the usual, expected channels, alas, but by trying to reach him to let him know of my latest book, for which I know he would be proud yet I found out he had passed already. This made the blow doubly hard. I was calling with good news and met with bad news and the realization that I would never be able to give that good news... He would want me to march forward. One day I will march forward, I only wish he were there at my side to enjoy the fruits of both of our labor, for at such a young age, he never fully got to enjoy his own... Thanks for listening, s.r.p. David asked me an important question, and that is had Steven recommended any books to me when I was younger. He had. In our trips back and forth to New York to Conde Nast, Steven one day talked a lot about the book “Passages”by Gail Sheehy, which at the time, being as young as I was, meant little to me, but as I got older, I began and begin more and more to understand the passages of life that we DO go through. He had also noted my interest (even then) in Nabokov, Evelyn Waugh, Milan Kundera, Robert Musil, Marguerite Duras who Steven told me about, F. Scott Fitzgerald whom Esquire had been among the first to publish (among many great authors). Steven was an inspiration in every way and will remain so, every day. He was only fifty-eight years old and I found out about his death not through the usual, expected channels, alas, but by trying to reach him to let him know of my latest book, for which I know he would be proud yet I found out he had passed already. This made the blow doubly hard. I was calling with good news and met with bad news and the realization that I would never be able to give that good news… He would want me to march forward. One day I will march forward, I only wish he were there at my side to enjoy the fruits of both of our labor, for at such a young age, he never fully got to enjoy his own…

Thanks for listening,

s.r.p.

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