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To: KM who wrote (55946)	6/10/1998 10:46:00 PM
From: Gottfried	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 58324

Truff, a great letter of rejection! Thank you. Which reminds me that Edwin hasn't written anything for us lately. I used to enjoy his satire very much. But these days it is becoming harder to write satire about certain posters on this thread, because how do you satirize satire? Gottfried

To: KM who wrote (55946)	6/11/1998 8:13:00 AM
From: Tom Carroll	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 58324

OT: Smithsonian Antics Truff, Nice letter. I know a lot of the curators at the Smithsonian, and you'll be heartened to know that this kind of thing happens every day down there. Every single curator has a list of favorite nutballs who send in stuff. Whenever the lunch gossip gets boring, somebody trots one out for a coupla laughs. Your New England archaeologist, however, didn't just get a rejection letter. He got a citation for creativity above and beyond the call of duty. That's something of an honor, actually. <ggg> Similarly, I did some work on the correspondence of Charles Darwin earlier in my career, and once he became famous, he started getting weird things from all over the world. There was some guy in Illinois who kept sending him bird parts, convinced that he had found proof of the "inheritance of acquired characteristics" because the momma bird had been run over by a horse cart and had thusly acquired a mangled wing, and then, according to the sender, she had given birth to a whole flock of baby birds with congenital mangled wings. As of January 1997, I find myself the curator of a small museum here in Troy, New York, and the parade of odd items has already started. There's nothing very good to report yet, though, just the odd broken microscope and rusty piece of nondescript metal from a local backyard. We're the site where the armor for the U.S.S. Monitor was made, and so far I've not had the heart to display any of these treasures alongside the three leftover pieces of Monitor armor that we have in our collections. History certainly is fun. <ggg> Cheers, Tom (long IOM)