{"id":48922,"date":"2013-03-21T14:58:48","date_gmt":"2013-03-21T18:58:48","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/?p=48922"},"modified":"2013-03-21T18:55:39","modified_gmt":"2013-03-21T22:55:39","slug":"half-life","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/2013\/03\/21\/half-life\/","title":{"rendered":"Half-Life"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/03\/cn_image.size_.algonquin.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-48923\" alt=\"cn_image.size.algonquin\" src=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/03\/cn_image.size_.algonquin.jpg\" width=\"620\" height=\"428\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/03\/cn_image.size_.algonquin.jpg 620w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/03\/cn_image.size_.algonquin-300x207.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (min-width: 62.5em) 67vw, 100vw\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\u201cSorry, wasn\u2019t there a cabaret here?\u201d a British woman asked the waiter. He was laying a napkin on the table and put a glass of white wine on top of it.\u00a0For a second, I thought the woman was talking to me.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOh yes,\u201d the waiter said, \u201cthis part of the bar used to be the Oak Room. They only put that wall up a couple of months ago.\u201d He tapped a panel between her table and mine, then put an identical glass of wine in front of me.<\/p>\n<p>The Algonquin Hotel\u2019s Blue Bar lived up to its name: neon tubes snaked clear around the narrow room, reflecting their blue glare on its oak panels and plastic banquettes. Hirschfeld prints covered the walls and Sinatra crooned from a speaker in the ceiling. I wanted to answer the woman, but found myself far away from her.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cLadies and gentlemen,\u201d a baritone voice announced, \u201cThe Oak Room is proud to present \u2026 Steve Ross!\u201d<\/p>\n<p>The crowd applauded. Candles flickered inside their glass holders. A curtain at one end of the room parted, and Steve appeared in No\u00ebl Coward\u2019s emerald smoking jacket. He wove through the tables, making his way to the grand piano. The crowd hushed, and he began to play Porter, Gershwin, and the saloon songs he knew I liked.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cIf it isn\u2019t the <em>jeunesse dor\u00e9e<\/em>!\u201d he beamed at me after the show, shaking hands with people as they filed out of the Oak Room.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cDid you know,\u201d he told me when most of them were gone, \u201cthat the first Algonquin Round Table was right over over there?\u201d He pointed to a corner of the Oak Room, just on the other side of the door from where we were standing. Waiters were clearing the tables; the baritone in the light booth was pulling on his coat. Alexander Woolcott might as well have been lingering over lunch. <!--more--><\/p>\n<p>I looked back at the Blue Bar and noticed the Oak Room still half there:\u00a0the curtain rod (now curtain-less) which used to part for Steve, the panels that gave the Oak Room its name. Even the woman and her wine were about where the Round Table used to be. It was a year since the Oak Room folded, but it could have been a moment, or a century, ago.<\/p>\n<p>It was also a year since my grandmother had a stroke. \u201cYiayia!\u201d I called to her in Greek as I stepped into her hospital room. Yiayia didn\u2019t notice me; she was sitting up in bed, swatting the folds of her sheets. It was an expert, delicate dissatisfaction, as if she were back in her kitchen, looking under a cloth at a bowl of rising dough and finding the yeast had gone stale.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I sat down at the edge of the bed, and took her hand. \u201cI love you,\u201d I could only think to say.<\/p>\n<p>She began mumbling, but the words were unintelligible. Then she stopped; her eyes focused on the wall opposite. \u201cI \u2026 love \u2026 you,\u201d she stammered back.<\/p>\n<p>A nurse came into the room with a breakfast tray, and I rushed to tell her what had happened. \u201cThat could be good,\u201d the nurse shrugged, \u201cthough patients in her condition often repeat what they hear.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>We all repeat what we hear, and wonder where the echo begins. Resonance, after all, is the most personal kind of truth, which oscillates between our own present and past.\u00a0I looked up at the Blue Bar\u2019s neon tubes and watched as they softened into a blue spotlight. 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