Little Journeys

Collector — or Hoarder?

A few weeks ago my youngest son Blake, who turned 23 on St. Patrick's Day and whose idea of "taking some time off" before going to medical school was to pick up a master's degree from Harvard (trust me, those aren’t my genes), came home…

My Archive Angels

They aren’t your stereotypical librarians anymore: stern-looking ladies with wire-rimmed glasses, their long hair knotted in a bun so tight it would shed water. They've become archivists. History detectives who will take a clue, a single…

A Tale of Two Talks

As my various careers have progressed over the years, I have often found myself being called upon to be a public speaker. Fortunately, my first career was that of a high school English teacher, and my five years standing in front of a classroom…

Salt Lake City Revisited

I've spent most of this past week in Salt Lake City, where I was appearing at a conference on behalf of Minwax during the day and at night catching up with my oldest son Eric, who is finishing work on his doctorate in chemistry at the University…

George Vanderbilt: Part II

It was one of those Tuesday afternoons when it was just too nice outside to stay in the office. Since we are now getting several of those days here in Asheville, I always keep a notepad next to my computer where I jot down errands I need to…

George Goes Arts and Crafts

To anyone living beyond the boundaries of Asheville, North Carolina, the name George Washington Vanderbilt, while sounding impressive, probably doesn’t carry with it any special significance, especially in the world of Arts and Crafts. Born…

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