The author is a veteran reporter and editor who worked for the New York Post, Newsday, the Los Angeles Times and others. I covered plenty of stories with Jimmy Breslin. But then everybody else did, too. If you were a member of the New York working press covering crime scenes, you got lots of sightings of the famous rumpled newspaper columnist, shaggy-haired, beetle-browed, with a vague sense about him of unsatisfied appetites, shouldering his way out of a cab."There's Jimmy," somebody would say.