Depression isn’t something my dad’s family ever talked about, but in the last few years I’ve learned that my granddad suffered from it. My aunt and I unearthed his meditation on February (below) when I was in Tennessee last summer. Until reading these notes, I never particularly thought of him as a religious guy.
Woolworths pulls its Lolita bed for girls after mothers complain. Steph suggests Medea maternity wear & other replacements. (Via.)
The Atlantic has dropped its subscriber requirements and made the site and archives free online. (Via.)
An NYS archivist has admitted to stealing & selling documents — including Davy Crockett’s Almanack — from the state library.
As long as we’re on the subject of strays and excessive and irrational devotion to animals: Earlier this week out-of-print expert Robert Nedelkoff alerted just about the entire blogosphere to a Telegraph obituary for the fascinating but forgotten Theodora Keogh, a novelist who happened to be the granddaughter of Theodore Roosevelt, and who once lost part of an ear to . . .