Updike’s Thurber

Above:  John Updike’s Thurber dog drawing, courtesy of Miranda Updike What can I say: I love intersections (I even live at one). Not long ago I wrote about my leaving Manhattan to live on a dairy farm in a sleepy town on the edge of the Catskills. It turned out the town once was home of Dr. Fitz Foord’s sanitorium,

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