
by Kathleen Kaska
On May 19, 1934, a unique crossword puzzle appeared in The Saturday Review of Literature. Those who successfully completed the puzzle would be invited to join an elite group. They first met at the Hotel Duane on Madison Avenue in New York City for cocktails.

by Kathleen Kaska
I’ve often wondered about the profundity of one of the most famous quotes from Arthur Conan Doyle’s entire Canon. Was Holmes aware he was destined to become the world’s greatest detective? Did he know his name would become a household word synonymous with clever, deductive reasoning? That he would live on forever? My guess is he probably did.