Dear Kent and other Forum members,
I've been a fly on the wall of the Forum for months and and want to thank you for diminishing my ignorance about Mark Twain. Kent, I relied heavily on your MARK TWAIN book for website entries about towns and cities that a Northwestern University journalism student, a 2011 grad and I are visiting beginning today as part of a three-month, 9,000-mile project titled "Traveling with Twain in Search of America's Identity." I hope you'll visit our website--travelingwithtwain.org--and make suggestions and correct mistakes. Tomorrow I'll post from the birthplace museum in Florida, MO, the first stop on our journey. Again, thanks. Best, Loren Ghiglione
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Subject: Report from Hannibal
Mark Twain once remarked how sad it was beour memories must decay as we go =
to pieces. I'm old enough now to know how true that is. Some day, I'm =
sure, all I'll remember about my meager contributions to Mark Twain =
studies is that I once wrote a book called MARK TWAIN A TO G. I shall =
not, however, ever forget the thrill of attending the first scholarly =
Mark Twain conference in Hannibal, Mo., which concluded this past =
weekend. From start to finish, it was an unmitigated joy--most =
especially to those paying their first visit to Sam Clemens's boyhood =
home. In my own case, it was my second visit there. However, as my first =
visit came fully 19 years ago (when my ignorance of Mark Twain covered =
the whole earth like a blanket, with hardly a hole in it anywhere), this =
visit felt like a first-time experience. Being envied is humankind's =
chiefest joy, so let me relish telling those of you not at the =
conference what you missed:
--$15/night dorm rooms with semiprivate bathrooms (i.e., shared by two =
rooms) and air conditioning
--weather so cool that even attendees not from Yuma occasionally wanted =
extra blankets
--guided tours of every major landmark and historic site in Hannibal and =
Florida (which is even more invisible now than it was in Clemens's =
time)--mostly under the expert guidance of Henry Sweets, ranconteur =
extraordinaire
--a riverboat (no, not a real steamboat) dinner cruise under a full moon =
on the majestic Mississippi (plus an opportunity to take the helm)
--a selection of conference papers with too many good ones for me to =
risk mentioning only a few
--uniformly delightful company that included lots of promising young =
scholars
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HIGHLIGHTS:
--the open-air music concert in front of the Boyhood Home on Thursday =
night
--Grace Coggswell's performance of "A True Story," which was so moving I =
was grateful it was too dark in the auditorium for anyone to see my eyes
--Pat Ober's impromptu lecture on Dr. McDowell's attempt to petrify =
daughter body in a glass case stored deep inside the Mark Twain Cave =
(Pat spoke in the very chamber in which the body had been kept; I =
expressed my appreciation of his performance by recommending that =
another chamber--which our guide said was the cave's creepiest--be named =
in his honor)
--archaeologist Karen Hunt's tour of the site of John Quarles's farm in =
Monroe Co., where she is overseeing the reconstruction of the farm's =
original buildings
--a long and stimulating conversation with Dan Norman (I think I have =
his name right), one of this year's young "Tom Sawyers." Through him, I =
gained both insights into life in modern Hannibal and confidence that =
not all young people are obsessed with cell phones, iPods, and =
television
--getting to know Shoichi Nasu, a freelance Japanese journalist touring =
the sites of 25 American novelists in order to write a book (Shoichi--if =
you're reading this, don't forget to go back to the San Francisco Bay =
Area to gather material on Jack London. While you're there, be sure to =
take in the R. Kent Rasmussen Boyhood Home, Donut Shop and Nail Salon in =
Berkeley)
--Finally, I must not forget the local Mark Twain impersonator whose =
performance reached a level of perfection that brought back pleasant =
memories of the piano player in chapter 32 of A TRAMP ABROAD.
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LOW POINTS:
--visiting the public library with Tim Champlin and finding 30 copies of =
his books and none of my own
--seeing myself quoted at length at the Birthplace Museum's exhibit of =
HUCK FINN illustrations and not having Beverly David with me to share =
the moment
--seeing how badly the old Tom Sawyer movie theater on Broadway has =
deteriorated
--riding with Tim into Hannibal on Sunday to drop off Shoichi at the old =
bordello and not having time to go inside
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Seriously ... it was a truly wonderful occasion, and I can't wait to =
come back in 2015. My thanks to Henry Sweets, Cindy Lovell, and their =
staff; the staff and volunteers at the Hannibal-LaGrange campus; and all =
the old and new friends who attended.
Kent
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