Friday, July 09, 2004

I had taken a break from Homer, starting when we drove to Jacksonville to enjoy a beach, watch fireworks from the Saint John's River at the Adam's Mark, which incidentally is being or has been sold for less than what the developer paid to have it built and started.

Anyway, I read Frank McCourt's 'Tis, having read his Angela's Ashes at the behest of my dad, who's know been asserting he's Irish, rather than Scots-Irish as he had claimed earlier. But Dad was right, McCourt's a very good writer.

For now, I'd like to point to the start of Chapter 51, where the author remembers substituting for Frank Curran, who is an aficionado of the Latin and Greek literature. Frank Curran, who would sit at his desk and read or recite from the Odyssey in Greek, would tell his students

"you might be the brightest kids from here to the foothills of the Rockies,
your heads stuffed with science and mathematics,
but all you need in this life is your Homer,
your Sophocles, your Plato, your Aristotle,
your Aristophanes for the lighter moments,
your Virgil for the dark places,
your Horace to escape the mundane,
your Juvenal when you're completely pissed off with the world.

The grandeur boys, the grandeur that was Greece and the glory that was Rome."


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