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Saturday, December 24, 2011
“Auggie Wren’s Christmas Story”
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Nancy, October 19, 1950.
“Who are we as a country?”
Michael Leddy
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Νέος ἐφ’ ἡμέρῃ ἥλιος. [The sun is new every day.]
Heraclitus
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Every day is a new deal.
Harvey Pekar, “Alice Quinn”
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Nos plus grandes craintes, comme nos plus grandes espérances, ne sont pas au-dessus de nos forces, et nous pouvons finir par dominer les unes et réaliser les autres. [Our worst fears, like our greatest hopes, are not outside our powers, and we can come in the end to triumph over the former and to achieve the latter.]
Marcel Proust, Finding Time Again
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Surely, in the light of history, it is more intelligent to hope rather than to fear, to try rather than not to try.
Eleanor Roosevelt, You Learn by Living
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I don’t really deeply feel that anyone needs an airtight reason for quoting from the works of writers he loves, but it’s always nice, I’ll grant you, if he has one.
J.D. Salinger, Seymour: An Introduction
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L’attention est la forme la plus rare et la plus pure de la générosité. [Attention is the rarest and purest form of generosity.]
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comments: 5
Before I read this--just tell me: is this one of those stories like 'Barrington Bunny' or the movie 'The Holly and the Ivy' that makes one want to toss a rope over the closet rod? Because we've already had a hard enough couple of weeks; (we're okay, but our grip on holiday cheer is getting a little slippery.) So I'm asking for advance warning; wave me off if it's anything close to a shaggy dog story or a misanthropic reflection on modern society, please!
Oh, but Happy Christams! and I hope you have a lovely day!
It’s difficult to characterize this story. It’s certainly not a conventional Christmas story. It’s the story told at the end of the film Smoke, if that helps.
Hi Michael,
Thinking of Christmases past... All the best!
Bob Freed
Thank you, Bob. Same to you.
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