I lived from 1877-1949. I was from the United States, and am in the Americas category.
Charles Hanson Towne (1877-1949), was an author, poet, editor, and popular New York celebrity. He moved from Kentucky to New York City with his family at the age of three. Towne began his literary career quite early as the eleven year old “publisher” of the Unique Monthly, a children's magazine written by and for Towne and his friends. After a year at City College, Towne got his first break as an editorial assistant at Cosmopolitan magazine. In 1901 he moved to the Smart Set, a new magazine for a sophisticated urban clientele, where he held numerous positions before becoming editor in 1904. Smart Set was the first of the many important magazines Towne was to edit, including the Delineator (1907-1910), Designer (1910-1915), McClure's (1914-1920), and Harper's Bazaar (1926-1929). In addition to his editorial duties, Towne was a prolific writer. He authored numerous volumes of poetry, novels, plays, travel essays, an etiquette book, song cycles, lyrics for musicals and operettas, and memoirs. Much of his writing celebrates New York City, most notably his work Manhattan: A Poem (1909) and his books of reminiscences. Towne was felt by many to the the quintessential New Yorker. From 1931-1937 he wrote a personal and literary column for the New York American, taught a poetry course at Columbia University, and in 1940 joined the touring company of the Broadway hit, Life With Father. In 1945 Towne summed up his career with the autobiography, So Far, So Good.
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