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scarce, he often resorted to his logical mind to analyze materials and techniques. Using all he%u2019d learned and thought through, he was able to finalize a plan of attack. Heartbreakingly, once it was completed, I could not tolerate the new safe home. It was obviously far more benign than any other new house, but it was not quite safe enough for me. We were, naturally, frustrated, but we were also undeterred%u2014this project, after all, involved unknown territory. So we sold that house and bought a different parcel of land and prepared to build an even healthier one. John did more research and was able to choose even safer methods and materials, many of which I tested personally for tolerability. Unfortunately, I was too sensitive to help much with the actual construction%u2014except to offer encouragement, appreciation, and love.When this second house was complete, it was truly safe and livable%u2014so we moved in. However, I still couldn%u2019t tolerate being in stores, restaurants, and other people%u2019s homes. So, I stayed on our beautiful property in the forest as much as possible. Whenever John returned from running errands in town, or from going to Lafayette, he showered right away, and his clothes were washed immediately. His body, hair, and clothes acted like sponges, absorbing cigarette smoke, fragrances, and other smells from wherever he went. We slowly realized how polluting everybody%u2019s life is%u2014and how few people realized it.Although I couldn%u2019t tolerate odorous art materials such as oil paints and cedar pencils, I was able to start a new series of drawings. This time, I used a mechanical pencil on heavy 100%-cotton-rag drawing paper. For me, it was a benign way to be creative. My subject matter consisted of anthropomorphic animals caught up in the conformity and expected norms of human society. Some drawings consisted of simple line work, while others were a combination of lines and shading. All were infused with humor. So much so that, as I drew each one, John could hear me laughing to myself. I hoped that, when other people saw them, they%u2019d laugh, too. But, I also hoped they%u2019d see the folly of blindly following so many of society%u2019s arbitrary rules.Because of all his hard work, I told John he should write a book covering what he%u2019d learned by building a safe and less-toxic house. At first, he thought there%u2019d be no market for such a book. Besides, he said, he didn%u2019t think there would be enough information to fill a book. Lastly, he added, he didn%u2019t believe he could write well enough. But I kept after him, and it didn%u2019t take long before he decided to give it a try.After a year of intense work, John%u2019s book was finished, and he sent it off to a dozen publishers%u2014all at the same time%u2014for consideration. After receiving a dozen rejection letters, he sent off another batch of six queries. This time, it resulted in a contract with a mid-sized New York publisher to print and release his book, which was called The Healthy House. His career as a writer, speaker, consultant, and expert had begun. During this time, we took charge of a monthly newsletter that served individuals dealing with MCS in Victorian House with Tower. Ink and pastel on paper. 1976 central Indiana. I wrote most of the Victorian House. Ink and pastel on paper. 1976