The Rolls-Royce Love Affair

The Rolls-Royce Love AffairIf I do it once, I'm a philosopher.If I do it twice, I'm a pervert.--With apologies to voltaireMy life was pushing me westward and away from 77th Street--although I didn't know it at the time. Couriers appeared to bring the news that it was time to leave the old block, time to pull up roots, time to move on. Rosanna Howard was one such courier. The day her Rolls-Royce Corniche pulled up on 77th Street, it was clear to somebody--if not yet to me--that everything was bou...