When your staff writer called at the beginning of December to ask me for an interview for your weekly "Reflections" article, I was delighted.
I am a fervent admirer of good journalism, which I believe your paper stands for, having been for over 40 years an avid reader of the New York Times.
My own life and careers as fashion designer and journalist in Vienna, my native city, and in New York City in my own couture salon, makes me newsworthy as an example that older people can be still very active, at least very creative, and even start a new career, in my case: writing.
When this article appeared on Dec. 20, I was shocked by some points which gave a distorted reflection:
I thought the headline was rather macabre; I don't think that the obituary of my first husband, whom I divorced so many years ago, as appropriate headline material for my story.