by Geoff Cobb 
Henry Miller is not only one of the greatest writers Brooklyn ever produced, but also a chronicler of the now vanished North Brooklyn before the building of the Williamsburg Bridge in 1903. Honestly, there are times when I do not like Miller’s writing: it can be macho, self-obsessed, vain and highly egotistical, but when writing about old Williamsburg he approaches literary genius.
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Geoff, you forgot his biggest “achievement”, he married Marilyn Monroe.
You have your Millers mixed up. Arthur Miller, not Henry married Marilyn Monroe.
As usual Geoff, you are right. Hey give me some credit, at least they were in the same general field ie essayist, playwright, writer etc. My Miller was born in Harlem.
Rev. Wells died in 1903 when Miller was 12, about twenty-five years before he first visited Paris. The story about him throwing “filth” in the trash is an amusing fabrication, nothing more. The timeline is so impossible I recognized it as such immediately.