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Thanks to Jerry S. for the reminder about E.B. White's birthday July 11th! From Jerry: Let us honor E. B. White, born on July 11th, 1899. When White died in 1985, William Shawn, editor of The New Yorker, wrote, "He never wrote a mean or careless sentence."
And, of course, White had dachshunds. This is a picture of him and Minnie in white's office at the New Yorker.
It was White who wrote, "I would rather train a striped zebra to balance an Indian club on his nose than induce a dachshund to heed my slightest command."
Speaking of his boy Fred, he said, "I've never had a dog who understood so much of what I said or held it in such deep contempt."
Find out more about E.B. White at wikipedia.
And, of course, White had dachshunds. This is a picture of him and Minnie in white's office at the New Yorker.
It was White who wrote, "I would rather train a striped zebra to balance an Indian club on his nose than induce a dachshund to heed my slightest command."
Speaking of his boy Fred, he said, "I've never had a dog who understood so much of what I said or held it in such deep contempt."
Find out more about E.B. White at wikipedia.
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