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Wholegrain Glen · Est. 1974 · One Block, Two Stops

Tile for Tile

the official newsletter of the wholegrain glen homeowners' association

A neighbor's hand-lettered flyer photographed at the mailbox cluster. Reads as a kindness.
▲ taped to the mailbox cluster
by a person who knows what they are about ▲

★ NEW ★ this issue: a maze you can actually walk through (with your finger). also: the back of a cereal box, considered.

A friendly bulletin for the residents of Wholegrain Glen — the 28 houses between Pennyflour Lane and the old crosswalk at Linden & Bran. Hand-delivered if I can find your screen door.

stop · look · listen · proceed · wave

From the President's Desk

Halford B. Burdock, Crossing Guard (ret.)

Good morning, neighbors. Both ways.

This week I have been studying the back of a cereal box. I do this now, on Tuesdays, with a cup of coffee that has gotten too cold. I do not know exactly when this became a hobby. I suspect it began the first morning I was no longer paid to stand in the middle of Linden Street and hold up a sign that says STOP.

What I want to tell you is this: the back of a cereal box is a small, decent country. It has a maze. It has a recipe. It has a cartoon bird who explains, with admirable patience, the difference between iron and calcium. It has — and this is the part I keep returning to — a sentence that reads "part of this complete breakfast," next to a picture of a complete breakfast, which contains the cereal. The cereal is inside the picture of the thing it is part of. I find this beautiful. I think most of us are inside the picture of the thing we are part of, most of the time, and we do not always know it, and we should be kinder when we figure it out.

The HOA met on Tuesday. Minutes are on Page Six (or whatever panel that is when you scroll over to it). We agreed about most things. We disagreed about the dogwoods.

Please remember: when you back out of your driveway, you are the crossing guard now. The job didn't disappear. It just got distributed.

— Hal
approved · h.b.b.

President Burdock can be reached at the green house with the wind sock, Tuesdays after 4 PM, or by leaving a note inside the mailbox-cluster cubby labeled HAL · NOT JUNK.

The Cereal-Box Studies

A column in which we apply, in good faith, the lessons of the panel opposite the nutrition facts.

I. The Maze, considered

Every maze on every box has a way through. The mouse always reaches the cheese. This is not the bravery of the mouse. This is the kindness of whoever drew the maze. Be the person who draws the maze with a way through. Especially at four-way stops.

II. The Mascot's Eyes

Look closely. The tiger is happy. The bear is happy. The bee is, against all reason, happy. Notice how rarely a cereal mascot is asked to look serious. Notice the effort it must take, to be that consistent. Greet your neighbor accordingly.

III. Riboflavin

I do not know what riboflavin does. I am 71. I have eaten roughly 14,400 servings of riboflavin and I am still standing, holding a sign. The point is: a great many things are quietly helping you, all the time, and you do not need to understand them to thank them. Wave at the recycling truck.

IV. "Free Inside!"

The prize is always smaller than the box would suggest. The prize is always exactly the right size. Both can be true. The casserole at the potluck is the prize. The casserole dish is the box.

Walk the Maze

Tap a cell to lay down a path. The path remembers itself, even if you close the window. Start at S. End at F. Take your time. There is no clock.

0 steps laid down

When I was teaching the kindergartners, I used to say: your feet are allowed to change their mind. that's what a crossing is for. A maze is the same way.

there is a way through · there is always a way through

The Week, At A Glance

Minutes, Briefly

Present: Hal Burdock (pres.), Maxine Plum (tres.), Don Kettle, Etta Marigold-Wills, the Voss twins, the Voss twins' father. Absent: Carl, who is fine, he just has a thing.

Motion to repaint the curb markings at the corner of Linden & Bran passed 6–1 (Don, on principle). The dogwoods were discussed at length. No resolution. They are, all parties agreed, still dogwoods.

Classifieds & Thank-Yous

LOST: Sergeant Cornflake, orange tabby, very serious about birds. Wears a small yellow scarf because he wants to. Last seen sitting in the picture window at 14 Pennyflour, judging.
FOUND: A box of small toys at the curb on Bran Street. We have not opened it. We have admired it. Photo opposite — if you recognize the box, knock on Etta's storm door.
Two cardboard boxes of small children's toys, sitting on a table on a porch. Found, not lost.
photo: the boxes in question (Etta's porch)
THANK YOU: to whoever dragged the Hendersons' bin back up their driveway on trash morning. The Hendersons are out of town. They will not know. You will know. So will we. So will the bin.
SEEKING: one (1) folding card table for the potluck, the green one if it's around. Will return clean and slightly improved.
BAKE-OFF UPDATE: Pearl's banana bread is, again, the standard against which all banana breads will be judged. We are at peace with this.

Now Playing in the Cul-De-Sac

♫ Cul-De-Sac Sunrise (radio edit)

The Boulevard Trio · from the album "Stop, Look, Listen" · ASCAP 1978

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"a song is just a maze where every wall is also a path." — Maxine Plum, treasurer, somewhat philosophical herself

Colophon & Kindnesses

Whose Hands This Passed Through

Standing Rules of the Newsletter

1. Be specific. 2. Be brief. 3. Be kind. 4. Three exclamation points is the limit; the fourth is showing off. 5. If a story has a villain, ask first if the villain is the dogwoods. Usually it is not.

Next Issue

Vol. III · No. 6 — a special feature on the side of the cereal box (the side, not the back; we are working our way around).

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Photography in this issue, with thanks: Photo by Nik on Unsplash. Photo by Alexander Lyashkov on Unsplash. Printed at cost. Folded by hand. Look both ways.

h. b. b. · here · because