Today is the birthday of Emily Hahn (1905) once called "a forgotten American literary treasure." She worked as a correspondent for "The New Yorker" for decades, also publishing 54 books and poetry. At Hahn's funeral in 1997 her granddaughter eulogized: "Chances are, your grandmother didn't smoke cigars and let you hold wild role-playing parties in her apartment. Chances are that she didn't teach you Swahili obscenities. Chances are that when she took you to the zoo, she didn't start whooping passionately at the top her lungs as you passed the gibbon cage. Sadly for you, your grandmother was not Emily Hahn."
I was an avid listener to A Prarie Home Companion for years when I was truck driving. One of my favorite things i got to hear about was the lives of other writers and most unusual people. Sadly, I couldn't make notations on the authors but when I retired I took up reading books again, carefully researching reading material with a liberal slant. I always have been of that mindset and I recall Garrison said he also would never abandon such a stance.
I was an avid listener to A Prarie Home Companion for years when I was truck driving. One of my favorite things i got to hear about was the lives of other writers and most unusual people. Sadly, I couldn't make notations on the authors but when I retired I took up reading books again, carefully researching reading material with a liberal slant. I always have been of that mindset and I recall Garrison said he also would never abandon such a stance.
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