Sunday, November 1, 2015

Way leads on to way



My passion for historical research started while I was in college. During the 1970s and '80s the pursuit of information often occurred in library stacks where it was possible to sit on the floor and page through dusty volumes of journals, many titles long forgotten. When one uncovered curiosities that fit a thesis or backed up a hunch, there were feelings of elation and triumph. But nothing I recall has ever come close to the exhilaration of coaxing the internet to reveal the past. For this reason, Robert Frost's line in The Road Not Taken runs through my mind every single time I go back for more: "Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back." In this blog I sift through the centuries, re-imagining and evoking people and places I've met along the way. 
  

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