A couple years ago, I wrote Wendell a letter. I did not have his address, but I knew what town he lived in. Apparently that was enough because a few weeks later I got a letter from him, briefly answering my questions. I wrote him a again and asked him if he receives visits. He wrote me back again, saying that he does, but that the time slots are minimal. He offered a few, but I did not get around to visiting him because instead I went abroad and chased more transience, rootlessness, and disconnection. Against my better judgment, I tell my students all this. They laugh at me. They think this is ridiculous, that I am the biggest nerd of all time, that I should take life a little less seriously. For the rest of the post: chrisschumerth/wendell-berry-worship/
Posted on: Thu, 23 Oct 2014 04:54:31 +0000
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