"Stuff is eaten by dogs, broken by family and friends, sanded down by the wind, frozen by the mountains, lost by the prairie, burnt off by the sun, washed away by the rain. So you are left with dogs, family, friends, sun, rain, wind, prairie and mountains. What more do you want?" Federico Calboli
Showing posts with label Letters. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Letters. Show all posts
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Boothroyd
Here is the 1987 (see ref to Betsy's death) letter from "James Bond's Armourer" praising the Model 12 that I promised last night-- click to enlarge, twice if needed. Also notice that handguns were still legal in England then...
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Another Letter
Stuff keeps falling out as I reread old books. Angus Cameron, author of the LL Bean Game & Fish Cookbook and Jack O'Connor's editor at (ahem) Knopf, sent me a copy of this exchange over The New Yorker review of O'Connor's... The Rifle Book! Click to enlarge:

Jack also got an obit in the NYT. It was a better time-- and if you don't think so look at the Atlantic fiasco below...

Jack also got an obit in the NYT. It was a better time-- and if you don't think so look at the Atlantic fiasco below...
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