Has there been an American author more relentlessly mythologized, psychoanalyzed, and pilloried than Ernest Hemingway?
His critics and rivals, his children and grandchildren have had their say in memoirs. His fiction has been combed for clues. His bones have been picked clean. But one little mystery remains. And her name is Pilar.
She's a sturdy, 38-foot motoryacht, hewn from Canadian fir and Honduran mahogany, "sea kindly" as the old fishermen used to say, steadfast in any waters. And steadfast she proved – outlasting Hemingway's three wives, the dissolution of almost every one of his friendships and the slow unraveling of his confidence and his sanity.
Click here for the full review of a new biography, "Hemingway's Boat: Everything He Loved in Life, and Lost, 1934-1961," from Paul Hendrickson.