Leben zul Golden, and as long as he has lived, so much more he has written; and here are more shtiklech -- brief column and filler-sized bits about moments and motes in the Golden eye. The central concerns are predictable: small stories about the major and minor figures of the world's, and Golden's, past -- from Henry Ward Beecher (""an old goat"") to Mayor William Gaynor of New York City (1910-13); from Ben-Gurion to Marcus Aurelius about whom he makes all sorts of pleasant, inaccurate statements. There are also reminiscences, out of that bottomless well, about life on the Lower East Side: money and keys lowered from five flights up; the fear of the lendler (landlord); an uncle known as the bar mitzvah shikker (heavy drinker), etc., etc. Golden's always essentially valuable convictions about civil rights appear in homilies and anecdotes, and there are some contemporary political comments: ""[Nixon] reminds me of Ajax. . . who thought he was killing soldiers, but all he was doing was killing sheep."" For Golden's mature audience, more post-prandial bourbon and cigars.