SY SAFRANSKY
To mark THE SUN’s tenth anniversary, we sent postcards to everyone we could remember who had ever been involved with the magazine — at least everyone for whom we had an address — asking, “What are you doing now, and what does THE SUN mean, or what has it meant, to you?”
This being a last-minute inspiration, the request bore an unceremoniously early deadline; honestly, I didn’t expect much of a response. I was wrong — so wrong that these letters have crowded nearly everything else out of this issue.
