(Gotham) When thinking of old New York, one image that surely comes to mind is the flannel-suited, fedora-wearing man about town with a cigar clenched between his teeth. He could be a newspaperman, a macher in the garment business, a Wall Street power broker, or Nat Sherman himself. “That picture was my grandfather,” says executive vice president Bill Sherman. “The hat, the cigar, the cashmere overcoat—that is who he was.” Continued
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