We were seated in the living room, reading, when Peggy asked, “Was Lewis a tundra swan?” My answer was, “No, he was a trumpeter swan.” Most of you will recognize the source of this conversation. She was reading my recent column and recalling the events of E.B. White’s children’s book, “The Trumpet of the Swan.”

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