STEVE KLUGER shook hands with Lucille Ball whenrights advocate, campaigning for a "Save Fenway Park" initiative (which qualifies as a
he was 12. He's since lived a few more decades,
but nothing much registered after that.
He is a novelist and playwright who grew up during
the Sixties with only two heroes: Tom Seaver and
Ethel Merman. Few were able to grasp the concept.
A veteran of Casablanca and a graduate of The
Graduate, he has written extensively on subjects as
far-ranging as World War II, rock and roll, and the
Titanic, and as close to the heart as baseball and the
Boston Red Sox (which frequently have nothing to do
with one another). Doubtless due to the fact that he's
a card-carrying Baby Boomer whose entire existence
was shaped by the lyrics to Abbey Road, Workingman's
Dead, and Annie Get Your Gun (his first spoken words,
in fact, were actually stolen from The Pajama Game),
he's also forged a somewhat singular path as a civil
civil right if you're a Red Sox fan), counseling gay teenagers, and—on behalf of Japanese
American internment redress—lobbying the Department of the Interior to restore the
baseball diamond at the Manzanar National Historic Site. Meanwhile, he's donated half of
his spare time to organizations such as Lambda Legal, GLSEN, and Models of Pride, and
gives the rest of it to his nephews and nieces: Emily, Noah, Bridgette, Audrey, Elisa,
Paloma Logan, Evan, and Robbie—the nine kids who own his heart.
He lives in Boston, Massachusetts—the only city in the world.