I lived from 1890-1957.
Christopher Morley was born May 5, 1890 in Bryn Mawr, Pennsylvania. His father was a mathematics professor at Haverford College. His mother was a musician. Morley graduated from Haverford in 1910 as valedictorian. He then went to New College, Oxford University from 1910 to 1913 on a Rhodes Scholarship, studying modern history. His career started as a publicist and publisher's reader for Doubleday.
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He Married Helen Booth Fairchild in 1914. They lived first in Hempstead, and then in Queens Village. They had one son and three daughters. They moved to Philadelphia where Morely got his start as a newspaper reporter and then columnist for various publications. He returned to New York City in 1920 when he got a job writing the column ‘The Bowling Green’ for the New York Evening Post. He was a co-founder and long-time contributing editor of the Saturday Review of Literature. Through his enthusiasm for the Sherlock Holmes stories, he became the founder of the Baker Street Irregulars. He revised and enlarged Bartlett's Familiar Quotations in 1937 and again in 1948.
For most of his life, Christopher Morley lived in Roslyn Heights, Nassau County, Long Island, New York. He was the author of more than 100 books of essays, poetry and novels. He died from a stroke on March 28, 1957 in Roslyn Heights.
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