Donal Logue

Donal Logue Instagram – Digging through a storage locker on my ranch in Oregon last week, I cracked open an old cardboard box and found plunder. Stuffed in a trash bag was a suit I thought I’d lost forever. I immediately thought of the man who made it, Martin Greenfield. I met Martin in Brooklyn in 2014 after I was given a time and address in East Williamsburg for a “Gotham” fitting.
I climbed to the third floor of a rundown warehouse and finding nothing other than some discarded cardboard boxes and a broom lying curiously in the middle of the floor, turned to leave when I heard voices coming from behind a doorway. I followed them and entered a world as mind-blowing as Wonderland. On every wall hung bolts of beautiful fabric in every conceivable color and pattern– tweeds, wools, silks. A man on a phone behind a counter gave me a “one-minute” finger gesture and I turned to study the room. Tucked between reams of cloth, I noticed a series of photographs of a man with a tape measure standing with Presidents Eisenhower, Ford, Nixon, and Obama. A hand tapped my shoulder. I turned and found myself looking at the coolest-dressed octogenarian I’d ever seen. I pointed to the pictures. “That’s you!” I said. He nodded. “Wow,” I said. “I bet there could be an amazing history of American political life told through the eyes of the man who dressed the presidents.”
“My story is much deeper than that,” said the man.
We stared at each other a few beats and I asked him, “What camp were you in?”
“Auschwitz and Bergen-Belsen,” he said. He rolled up his sleeve, revealing a numeric tattoo. For the next hour and a half, the man told his story of survival. I can’t do it justice here, but please seek out the book “Measure of a Man: From Auschwitz Survivor to Presidents’ Tailor” to read for yourself. Martin and I became friends that day. Before I left, he said, “Please, let me make you a suit. Not for the show, for you.” It’s the suit I’m wearing in the pic with my “Gotham” castmates (and the one I found in a box in a storage locker in Oregon). Martin Greenfield– legend and one of the last of the golden generation. I haven’t spoken to him in a couple of years, but he’s been on my mind a lot lately. | Posted on 28/Dec/2022 12:14:48