June 16th, 1816 . . . 1904 . . . 1958

1816---early on Sunday morning, well before dawn, young Mary Godwin experienced the dream that became the impetus for her first novel, Frankenstein.  As Mary Shelley, she was the first writer, prose or poetry, whose work impacted my life in a significant way, beginning on Christmas Day of 1963.


1904---a Thursday, that year, on which James Joyce set the entire action of his massive novel, Ulysses.  The ostensible hero of the novel, Leopold Bloom, ambles about Dublin; and, in one of the episodes, he meets, in the National Library, the great Poet, A. E. (pen name of George Russell), the first poet and, after Mary Shelley, the second writer whose work impacted my life, beginning in the late summer of 1965.


1958---Just before midnight, as Monday drew to its close, my adolescent birth-mother began the labor process that would lead to my birth several hours later on the seventeenth.

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bon anniversaire

June 17 is a good a calendar day as any other, even better as in it we have found your entrance into the world. Happy Birthday!

 


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Thank you, kindly, sir.

Thank you, kindly, sir.


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Amazing how a tapestry of

Amazing how a tapestry of serendipity comes together when you take a step back and just pay attention. An interesting compilation of parallel events. Happy birthday!

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Thank you so very much.

Thank you so very much.


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