Saturday, September 24, 2011

The Adams letters

I didn't plan on loving history as an adult, but since I've taken two semesters at Ivy Tech, that's exactly what's happened for me. I remember having read just a few of the letters in my class over a year ago; they were quite interesting for "primary documents." Most of the other primary documents were not, in my opinion. But these were different. These were love letters of historical importance which revealed a husband's love for his wife and vice-versa. They were much more than that as well. I also found myself respecting Abigail Adams, as a woman and as a figurehead in American history. She never wanted her personal letters published, but a grandson took it upon himself to do so anyway after her death. I find myself asking whether she'd be happy with the progress women have made since her time, whether Hillary Clinton's run for president wouldn't been a let down or a success, and what her thoughts would be concerning President Obama, the first black president.

Saturday, September 17, 2011

The Raven-- just a lil' crazy

Way back when I was a kid, I remember talking with my grandfather about authors who were considered sort of 'famous.'  When we talked about Poe, I remember him quoting lines from the Raven. I also remember how it made me feel to see him visibly affected by the very words that were written by the author. The Raven gave him the creeps, literally, and my grandfather was a very brave man. Ironically, I only remembered that just now as I'm writing in this blog. Anyway, as an adult, reading the poem again is still the very same for me today as it was when I read it the first time-- very creepy & weird, but not scary in a sense like scary-movie scary.  Thank God for that! Poe was definetely a great storyteller and puzzlemaker. How many of his readers even stop to ask themselves who Lenore really is/was?