Old surfers
The old surfers float out just beyond the harbor, waiting, patient, lions in the tall grass. The noses of their surfboards are high up out of the water while they sit on the tails, their faces turned to the sea. The waves roll in. No one moves. Then, a larger
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Of E.B. White, croquet balls and the press
Writer E.B. White has a well-deserved warm place in the hearts of millions of people. It would be nice if his writing also had a place among those who place profits ahead of informing people. White (1899-1985) gave us Charlotte’s Web and Stuart Little and gave The New Yorker
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