Roger Mudd tours the recently “opened to the public” home of his friend, Eudora Welty.
“The glossy brochures call it ‘one of the nation's most intact literary house museums.’ But calling it a museum is not fair because it is still a real home, a home alive with the memory of Eudora's presence and passions, of her connections to the world beyond her, of the almost endless stream of writers and artists who would not dare to go near Mississippi without calling on her.” – from “A Shrine to Southern Literature, Slightly Frayed,” by Roger Mudd, New York Times
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