By Erin L. Cox

When people talk about Richard Nash, they often talk about his brilliant ideas, his business savvy, and his vast international connections.  I talk about his fashion–his classic gray suit, salt and pepper hair, dashing glasses, and, of course, his smile.  Richard Nash is hard not to spot in a crowd. 

At Book Expo America earlier this year, I made the mistake of mocking his tie.  It was an egregious error and my colleagues instantly distanced themselves from me and claimed they liked it.

 Last night at a party during The Frankfurt Book Fair, I was chastised by the crowd as Richard and I recounted this story.  And, to further my embarrassment, he pulled a beautiful tie out of his pocket and donned it to prove that I clearly had no taste.   Because I can admit defeat and apologize (I’m sorry, Richard), I snapped a photo of him (well, just his tie) to show for the record that he is a dapper fellow.