I didn’t find any used books I wanted, but did pick up a copy of David McCullough’s "The Great Bridge," which is his wonderfully told history of the epic building of the Brooklyn Bridge.
The following day, we decided to drive around a little before dusk, so I could take some photographs. We wandered down Lieutenant Island Road, and out to the island itself where I got some very nice shots of the sunset.
A day later, I was finishing up reading another excellent book, this one titled "Last Call: The Rise and Fall of Prohibition," by Daniel Okrent. (Not a bad title for a book to read while imbibing in adult beverages and lazing away days by the ocean, I might add?)
So I am reading the acknowledgements, and in the 3rd paragraph Okrent describes meeting Ken Burns while strolling across the Brooklyn Bridge one day. It was a "Hmm" moment, but nothing exceptionally odd.
I finished the acknowledgements and remarked to Susan regarding the Brooklyn Bridge thing, and the fact that at the end of his acknowledgements Okrent wrote:
D.O.
Wellfleet, Massachusetts
August 2009
Susan says, "You should look up his address in the phone book?"
I said, "I would have to think he’s unlisted," but indeed he was listed in the local phone book.
Lt. Island Road, October 2010 |
David McCullough lives in Hastings-on-Hudson, New York, where Susan and I both grew up.
One of my oldest and closest friends (Carl Goldman) went to college with Ken Burns at Hampshire College.
Just a small series of random events.
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