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Christy Mathewson

On a high Vermont hill, where Robert Frost liked to absorb the sound of trees, he and I talked through many afternoons, speaking, as Frost put it, “to some purpose.” He held forth on astronomy, mortality, baseball, poetry, and prose, displaying a command of phrase that I have n

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