LB Gschwandtner
LB Gschwandtner

Where To Write

Facing my computer screen, tacked to a wall are two photos. One is of E.B. White wearing glasses, sitting on a rough wooden bench with an even rougher slab of a wooden table in front of him, on which sits a typewriter with a piece of paper sticking up from its roller (younger people will have to google that). His hair is white, he’s dressed in what looks like loose khakis and a shirt with...
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The Faith Within

According to published reports, in 2016 out of the U.S. population of three hundred twenty-four million one hundred eighteen thousand seven hundred eighty-seven people a mere seventy-six thousand three hundred sixty were Quakers. That’s like siphoning a gallon of water out of the Atlantic Ocean. Also according to reports in the news we are a seriously divided country. By economics, religion,...
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I’m Under A Bizarre Wildlife Attack (or the raccoons here came from MIT)

For years it was squirrels. Now don’t argue with me here. They are not cute. They are nasty tree rats that will eat anything and everything … anywhere. They will get into your attic or crawl spaces, poop on your rafters, carry in acorns and nest above where you sleep. In the middle of the night they’ll start leaping around somewhere over your bed and you’ll have a heart...
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