The next Robert B Parker?
Perhaps that is overstating a little and is probably not fair to Ace Atkins. But when you are the guy chosen to continue the Spenser series, it is a valid question. The answer to our question will have to wait until Spring, 2012 since that is the release date for the book, Lullaby, book #40 in the Spenser series and the first to be written by Atkins.
When I first read the article, it was with a mixture of hope and uncertainty. The hope of course that the series could continue and the apprehension that perhaps the new guy could not hack it. But based on the April 29 press release my worries may well be unfounded. Joan Parker, who is the author’s widow, is very excited about Mr Atkins and the future for the series. Now the only problem is having to wait until next year to read the finished product.
In the interim, I will continue to work on my Spenser collection and wait for the further adventures of Spenser and Hawk. Let us hope however that this example of a character outliving his author will be a good thing.
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John Adams
Just finished the David McCullough bio of John Adams and enjoyed it thoroughly. Hard to do justice to such a lengthy book about such a towering historical figure. Some initial thoughts. The author commented in his intro that we cannot learn enough about our funding fathers, a sentiment with which I very much agree. Makes me once again wish that I had majored in history in college. My presidential reading continues to remind me of my lack of historical education. I shudder to think of how American history is taught or not in public schools today.
It was delightful to read the many excerpts from the letters of Adams and his wife Abigail. Their correspondence numbered well over a thousand missives of which about half have been published. It is quite remarkable how enduring was their relationship in light of the quantity of time they spent apart. Over the course of their first 14 years of marriage they had been apart over half that time. Of course with communication and travel in those days being what it ways, even their communication was difficult. Letters from the United States to France or England of Holland took months and sometimes never made it at all. There as at least one incident in which a packet of her letters was lost at sea when an American diplomat about to be captured by the English threw them overboard along with other sensitive documents.
i observed to my wife after finishing the book that I probably knew more about the Adams’ family and its manner of living than of my own parents, thanks to their prolific correspondence. In contrast, Adams’ contemporary,Thomas Jefferson,destroyed all such family correspondence. His was somewhat limited however,since his wife Martha died at age 33.
There is much to write about in reflecting on the ” colossus of independence” as Jefferson called him and I will attempt to do some justice to our second President, who seems to me as somewhat overlooked in the pantheon of early American leaders.
Taking the Plunge
I guess that I would not qualify as much of a collector. As a little person, I faithfully collected baseball cards for a while. i even reached the lofty status of over 500 hundred cards, which I actually thought was a significant number. Big lol there, huh? And I do have a horror story of sorts about their demise but it was completely self inflicted. Upon reaching the ripe old age of 15 or 16 i decided I was too old for such tomfoolery and threw them away. Only years later when I met a fellow who put his son through college by buying and selling said cards, did I realize the error of my ways.
Since that ill-fated effort I have done little if any collecting, until now. As I make mention of from time to time, I am a big fan of the late Robert B Parker and in particular, his Spenser series of novels. There are 39 in print with a few more in the pipeline. I have read most of them and reread several. Finally, I decided to take the plunge and begin to acquire my own collection. For now, I plan to eschew the online approach and instead make use of a delightful local resource.
We have in Elizabeth City an establishment known as The Recycled Reader. It is a small used book store that has been around since 1997. I have visited on occasion but not purchased prior to yesterday. Now, I find myself the happy owner of my first 3 Spenser novels. Welcome to Cold Service, Potshot and School Days with more to follow. Maybe there is something to that collecting thing after all!
A Holiday that should be Bigger!!
Today is Presidents’ Day, a day set aside tat to honor/remember those 43 people who have held the highest office in the land. I guess technically it is more designed to honor Washington and Lincoln since their birthdays are close on the calendar. I think that it probably does neither of the above things very well, if at all.
It is a federal holiday of course, so those of us who are postal workers take part. Schools seem to sorta use it or not, depending on the need for making up days lost to weather. ( I’m guessing most of them are using it today as a school day.) Banks seem to go with an either or approach.
I know, we used to have a day for George and Abe but they were consolidated when Martin Luther King, Jr day was added as a federal holiday. Both of those actions were correct, I believe. I’m not advocating an extra holiday just a better use of this one. I remain convinced that our educational system does not do well in educating its “charges” about our presidents. History, after all, is dull and boring, is it not? In our technologically advanced society, the greatest emphasis needs to be elsewhere.
I have been a big history fan for a long time. However, I did not become a fan until college. I have no great recollection of history teachers or subjects from public school, so the lack of emphasis is not a recent occurrence. My college history professors undoubtedly “juiced” up the subject in ways until now unknown to me.
So, what better aspect of American history to know than the men who have served in the White House(all but Washington, of course). So, a number of years ago, I began my quest to read at least one each president. That has proven to be a daunting task, as I have observed before. The tally right now is at 21, which is almost half of the total. Te problem lies in the dearth of books about the less familiar guys. You probably know them little if any. There is Harrison(William Henry and Benjamin) , Hayes, Taylor, Fillmore, etc. Libraries, at least our size, have either nothing about them or books dating of 50+ years old.
My mission continues ever so slowly and perhaps will one day be complete. I remain convinced that those who do not history are” doomed” to repeat it . And perhaps, just as telling, events and actions in the current administration have a historical precedent , sometimes deliberately.
I leave with this thought. President Obama’ s Oval Office desk is the same one used by Rutherford B Hayes. It is known as the Resolute desk and was a gift from Great Britain. The desk was constructed from the timbers of the British ship of the same name. To think that every president since Hayes ( except Johnson, Nixon and Ford) has used the desk is just a small example of the fascinating things we learn from our history.
Maybe you have no wish to read about all the presidents. Fine. I have a friend and fellow blogger who specializes in Washington and attempts to keep pace with new books that are still published. Maybe better than some of the “fancy fiction”, huh?
“Shoot Low Boys, They’re Riding Shetland Ponies”
Yes, I was, am, I guess a fan of the late Lewis Grizzard, a southern author and humrist non pareil. I suppose I was introduced to him when living in Georgia in the late 70′s and early 80″s. I could always get a laugh by just reading aloud the names of his books. His columns themselves were always treasures. I learned that he was actually born in Ft Benning, next door to where we lived in Columbus. I knew from his writings that he suffered from heart trouble,which was finally the cause of his demise at age 48.
Just recently, I piped up about one of his books at work and one of the guys I work with exlaimed how happy he was to learn he was not the only Grizzard fan in the world and would so inform his wife.
Now, after that overly long intro, I guess I should shed some light on my choice of that phrase for my title. I sort of put my own spin on things sometimes to have a phrase suit a situation. And so it is this time. I have taken this title and doubtless used it in a way the author never intended. For me, in a more or less humorous way, it means setting ones expectations low enough so that they are easily attainable.
Now, don’t jump to the conclusion that I have no high expectations, for surely there have been some along the way. But you must admit that low ones are easier to meet than the higher ones, each and every time.
A couple of examples might suffice. UNC football has never attained the lofty heights of basketball. There have been some very good years,some great players( Julius Peppers, Lawrence Taylor, Don McCauley and of course Choo Choo Justice) but never a period of excellence that was maintained for long. So we aim lower as fans and hope against hope that now is different and that Butch Davis will be the guy. I would use some work related examples from over the years, Suffice to say, they have existed.
Am I a pessimist, perhaps. Truly a glass that is half full has got to be half empty as well. But in an effort to fight that natural born pessimism, remember that the 2010 elections will be here soon enough. You are welcome.
Big Small Things
I just finished an excellent book written some 50+ years ago by noted author Jim Bishop. The book was entitled The Day Lincoln Was Shot . Mr Bishop subsequently wrote a similar book about the assassination of President Kennedy. Much of the information was at least familiar to me and some very well known.Things like the who, the what, the where and to a degree, the why are somewhat common knowledge.
I was still very intrigued by the thoroughness of Mr Bishop’s work (research of a number of years) and the ability to immerse this reader in 19th century Washington, D C. and its environs.
He began the book early in the morning of April 14,1865. Approximately, 25 and one half hours later, it ended with Mr Lincoln’s death and a brief epilogue detailing what happened to those involved most intimately with the plot and its consummation.
Perhaps, what intrigued me most was the small details, things that went unnoticed at the time, but which played a vital role in what transpired. There were many but I will attempt to discuss only a few of them.
As you read these, attempt to place them in the context of the time and allow yourself to wonder, if they had been just slightly different, would the tragedy have still occurred.
Some days before April 14th, a small group had reserved seats for a play at Ford’s Theatre. They failed to show by the end of act I, so as was theatre policy, their seats were given to someone else. When the party finally arrived, the ticket seller Thomas Raybold was chagrined and attempted to atone. As fate would have it, the presidential box was the only one available. When he arrived with his partyMr Raybold, iscovered the door was locked but did not attempt ocate a key. Employing somewhat relentless force, he managed to break the lock and seat his patrons. In the excitement, he forgot about the broken lock on the presidential box and did not report it.Some four weeks and three days later, a man named Booth would have easy access.
The second instance involves a law enforcement officer named John F Parker, a rather dissolute man with an inferior work record. He was assigned to the 4PM -12 midnight shift as Mr Lincoln’s protection . For starters he was three hours late that night and was described at one point as half- amused, half-blank that evening. After getting Mr Lincoln and his party settled, he manned his post outside for an hour or so. At 9 pm became bored, went outside and invited an acquaintance next door for a drink. Mr ;Lincoln’s box was thus unprotected.He was not seen again until 10am on April 15th. He was sent home and remained a policeman in good standing for three years.
And yes, April 14th was Good Friday that year. The vagaries of history are rich indeed. Do you not wonder if those referred to above, along with others similar to them had any realization of the part they played in the death of a president. It seems proven again, that history that is well written trumps fiction most any day.
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