Granby, Conn., is "heinous"? Look who's talking. Josh (his real name) Camp is a total embarrassment to Granby. This is a beautiful small town like you'd hope to find in New England and we're trying to keep it that way (hence no giant golden arches). I have heard that in Granby, Camp had a reputation for being very intelligent and nerdy, and hungry for attention. He hasn't changed much — tell Camp he can stay wherever he is.
Lydia Dubois
Granby, Conn.

Canada Dry
I have to protest the insensitive paraphrasing that Nikki Amdur used in her book review of From a Wooden Canoe, by Jerry Dennis. Surely it's a specific lake or region, not all of Canada, that has "water so clear you can count pebbles on the bottom forty feet down, and air so crisp it's like snorting shots of pure oxygen." As a Canadian, I resent the continuing stereotypes Americans place on Canada. To set the record straight: We have dirty lakes; we have thick, polluted air; we have crime; and, sometimes, we don't even say thank you. (Once, a friend of mine didn't even say "sorry" when someone stepped on his foot.)
Scott Murdoch
Toronto

Originally posted Apr 16, 1999 Published in issue #481 Apr 16, 1999 Order article reprints
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