I was slipping. I was out of a Job. I was a has-been. And I was only twenty-five years old."" That was poor Norton's lament...

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MOCKRIDGE, YOU'RE SLIPPING

I was slipping. I was out of a Job. I was a has-been. And I was only twenty-five years old."" That was poor Norton's lament after being fired (unjustifiably) from a Job on the White Plains (New York) Daily Reporter. But he had lived a full and happily varied life. This is a very funny scrapes and scraps autobiography of those first twenty-five years. An energetic, enterprising youngster with an absolute genius for creative mischief, he was number one on the Mount Kisco, New York Police Department's most suspect list whenever anything unusual occurred. Like who flooded the neighbor's foundation, set off the two shotgun blanks, misdirected the truck driver into a cistern, got caught enjoying the festivities at the town's ""Smoker,"" got drunk in church on sacramental wine etc. But somehow it was all Penrodish innocence and Mr. Mockridge survived to dabble in the theatre and end up as a reporter. He really did slip up there. All the way up to become City Editor and columnist for the New York World Telegram for the past twenty-five years. Good show Mockridge old man.

Pub Date: Oct. 23, 1967

ISBN: N/A

Page Count: -

Publisher: John Day

Review Posted Online: N/A

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Oct. 1, 1967

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