I bought this book at Shakespeare & Company a few years ago while I was traveling with my sister and it disappeared into Roger's reading stack when I got home. He turned it up for me a month or so ago and I've been reading a few essays here and there since then.
Coincidentally, I'm sitting in a hotel room with the same sister as I write this. Traveling again, though in Charlotte, NC, not in Paris.
E.B. White, who is probably most well known for writing Charlotte's Web, wrote many essays on a wide variety of topics and was often published in magazines like The New Yorker, the Atlantic Monthly, and Harper's.
Most of the essays in this collection were written in the 40s, 50s, and 60s.
Basically, he wrote about the world my generation was born into.
What struck me as I read is how the more things change, the more things stay the same. Nature. Technology. World peace. Progress. Resistance to progress. Gentle nostalgia. Harsh reality.
Seriously. The details may be different, but we're repeating the conversations.
"All I ever hope to say in books is that I love the world," White once said. "I guess you can find it in there, if you dig around."
I wish we still had E.B. White around to add his reasonable and often delightful two bits.
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