Come all you no-hopers, you jokers and rogues We’re on the road to nowhere, let’s find out where it goes It might be a ladder to the stars, who knows? Come all you no-hopers, you jokers and rogues. Port Isaac’s Fishermen’s Friends, “No Hopers, Jokers, and Rogues” Hello again. As long-suffering and loyal readers of …Continue Reading »
We at GHS are mourning the loss of a good friend, Elizabeth Brown Pryor, a gifted writer and historian, killed in a car crash in Richmond, Virginia, on Monday, April 13. Elizabeth was the author, most recently, of Reading the Man: A Portrait of Robert E. Lee Through His Private Letters, which received the prestigious …Continue Reading »
Six months ago in this space I lamented the end of the baseball season. Now, with the arrival of April and the return of Spring and the national pastime, it’s only fitting that we remember the Georgia native who made history in 1947 by being The First. For most of us, being first is something …Continue Reading »
Loyal readers of this space know that I’m passionate about books and history. I also love sports and we’ve reached that point in the calendar where another season of college football has gone to earth, with their professional brethren soon to follow. Baseball doesn’t start for two months—the regular season at least—but pitchers and catchers …Continue Reading »
“Aprils have never meant much to me,” says Truman Capote in Breakfast at Tiffany’s, and I agree with him. I was made for autumn. Give me, as Ray Bradbury wrote, “That country where it is always turning late in the year. That country where the hills are fog and the rivers are mist; where noons …Continue Reading »