E.B. White

Was at the New York Historical Society yesterday and was intrigued by an essay written by E.B. White called Here is New York.  White was brought down to the city from his residence in New Brooklin, Maine to characterize New York in the sweltering heat of July 1948.  He writes:

“A single flight of planes no bigger than a wedge of geese can quickly end this island fantasy, burn the towers, crumble the bridges, turn the underground passages into lethal chambers, cremate millions… Of all targets New York has a certain clear priority. In the mind of whatever perverted dreamer might loose the lightning, New York must hold a steady, irresistible charm.”

Also remembered how meaningful his book Charlotte’s Web was in my childhood.  May have to reread that one:

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~ by mollysurno on June 4, 2009.

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