I’ve had a good amount of exposure to crime as a journalist, which influenced how I approached a task like editing The New York Times Book of Crime. But, of course, like all of us, my first responses to crime were crafted much earlier as a kid growing up in the Bronx.
I grew up in a section known as Riverdale, where the streets were leafy, and it was very safe—even in the ’60s and ’70s when New York City was more dangerous than it is today. So what I knew of crime as a kid didn’t come from walking any particularly mean streets. It came from reading the newspaper.