Huey Prepares for Departure from Time
In the decade I’ve covered John Huey, I’d
never once been to his magisterial office on the 34th floor of the Time &
Life building. It is large and imposing in a way its occupant is not, an
unlikely landing spot for an old newspaper hack. On the wall is a photograph of
William Faulkner, “the patron saint of all hard-drinking Southern writers,” as
Mr. Huey, a native of Atlanta, describes him.
