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A NOTE FOR SUBSTACK READERS
I only occasionally proof read my blog with any diligance. Like Trump’s once famous tweets they can be pretty spontaneous. For the Reader, the Duluth Reader, I make an attempt to clean them up. The paper’s editor Jim Lundstrom is grossly overworked and has done his best to keep oxford commas out of my copy. When I wade into his first love, American movies, I tread softly. When I raised the subject of John Houseman I should have expected close scrutiny. In our region of 150,000 people there can only be a dozen or less who know the subject as well as Jim. In fact, Jim spent a day with Houseman years ago. My fact checking by Jim was scrupulous. Because Harvard was the subtext related to President Trump’s bullying I submitted the sign I painted and referenced in the beginning of my column. Jim chose to replace it with a portrait of the actor Houseman. I have no objections but I am inserting my sign here below that of the Oscar winner.
The Nots
When I began the column 25 years ago I titled it Not Eudora. Eudora Welty is a southern regionalist short story writer of some renown. She had a story in my freshman lit book. Since I too am a Welty I thought it would be mildly amusing to renounce any link with her. I was not Eudora.
That was then. Since I began challenging our very unLincoln-like, Trump deep throat, Congressman Stauber, I had the Reader change the NOT to Not Your Usual Republican.
Substackers, I only rarely put my full Reader columns in Lincolndemocrat.com. Since they put the Reader at risk of a Trump lawsuit I figure the least I can do is direct readers to their site.


John Houseman in his Paper Chase role.
Paper Chase
It begins:
My daughter, who is proving to be the teacher my friends once told me I could be, has a super power. It’s networking. She put it to good use last week as Denfeld’s theater adviser asking me me to paint a sign for their sold-out musical Legally Blonde. If you missed it, that’s your loss. It knocked my socks off.
I told my grandson, who got a leading role, without his mother’s help, “Hell, I’d marry you and I wasn’t on the witness stand.”
That’s an inside joke for anyone who saw the production. Read the rest at the Reader. Here
