Saturday, September 9, 2017

Wisdom Of The Week

This feeling recurred as I moved about the neighborhood. I was seeing things I remembered seeing though I’d never seen them. A lifelong immersion in a writer’s work can do that to a reader, especially when the work is as vivid and particular as White’s. One morning I stopped at the general store in the crossroads town of Brooklin, near the post office where White used to pick up his mail every day, using a basket to carry home the bundles of unsolicited gifts and the stacks of fan letters, including, nearly 20 years before, those two breathless letters of mine.

A walk through the home that inspired E. B. White's essays and stories

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