Notes & Asides

Dear Mr. Buckley:

It’s tenderhooks time again. My “Shades of Gray” column [Oct. 18] has triggered letters that sound just like my grandmother. She was always announcing that somebody or another was “spinning in his grave” because of something I did; now, Gentle Reader is chiding me for disturbing the eternal sleep of Edmund Ruffin by calling him a South Carolinian when he was actually a Virginian.