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About this blog
Call me Linthead. That was once a term applied to people who work in textile mills. It was usually derogatory, but I am claiming it anyway.
I live in a part of North Carolina where textiles thrived for a century before US textile manufacturing went offshore, marooning the local population. They had not lint, but ample brains in their heads, enough to scramble and live a forthright, industrious life without a job in the mill.
The Linthead’s Lunchbox is filled with commentary on the passing scene. One of the voices you hear is that of the regular folk, some without influence or property other than the homeplace, and maybe not even that. Other voices emanate from those who have acquired status and wealth.
Together they make up a harmonious chorus coming from
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