Under the editorship of Laurence Urdang, who must be North America's leading lexicographer/grammarian, Verbatim established itself as a unique source of authoritative information on every aspect of English. Some of its best and most erudite contributions came from Urdang himself in the form of scathing reviews of works by less meticulous authors. In the last number, however, it is the equally estimable Leslie Dunkling whose criticisms of a recent book of names include a particular mention of the author's failure to consult the National Apple Register of the United Kingdom: "We need not cavil, of course, at the absence of such obvious reference sources ..."
Verbatim taught me a great deal in the few years that I knew it. Without its help, I might never have known that bonureso hamu was Japanese teenage slang for a girl with a figure like a hunk of boneless ham; or that both Latin and Greek had more than one word for beard, but both lacked a precise word for moustache; or that the Thai for a condom is tung yahng arnamai (literally, "hygienic rubber bag"); or that our word budgerigar was first written as betcherrygah and was a transliteration of the Yuwaalaraay Australian Aborigine word gijirrigaa; or that arfogwl is the Welsh for "a dried skin on a post with pebbles in it"; or that the Anglo-Saxon for nasal mucus was hrog; or that PG Wodehouse had been translated into Latin. (Jeeves, in case you are wondering, appears as Jaevi.)
Without Verbatim I might still believe that "kangaroo" meant "I don't know" and was based on a misunderstanding (when in fact it means a species of kangaroo) and I might never have learnt the medieval Arabian proverb: "Never tell the truth unless you have one foot in the stirrup".
Laurence Urdang and Verbatim always had both their feet firmly in the stirrups of our language. They will be greatly missed by all lovers of gentle pedantry.