William Kennedy, Albany’s Bard, Reads a Story With Legs

William Kennedy, Albany’s Bard, Reads a Story With Legs

He walked into this Albany bar like he owned the joint, dressed to kill in a black overcoat with room enough for a Tommy gun. But all he was packing was his weapon of choice, a book. The crowd met him at the door with a blast of cheers. There he is, they called out. There he is. William Kennedy. Bill. Kennedy may be nearly 98 and using a walker, but don’t kid yourself. He knows where the bodies are buried — he still speaks to them — and he can d…

At 97, the Bard of Albany Still Spins Tales of Gangsters and Politicians

ALBANY, N.Y. -- He walked into this Albany bar like he owned the joint, dressed to kill in a black overcoat with room enough for a Tommy gun. But all he was packing was his weapon of choice, a book.