Author Robert B. Parker, of the prolific Spenser detective series and many other novels, is deceased, on Edgar Allan Poe's birthdate. Mr. Parker was born in 1932.
Another writer on the Night Shift. RIP Robert B. Parker.


 

Author Robert B. Parker, of the prolific Spenser detective series and many other novels, is deceased, on Edgar Allan Poe's birthdate. Mr. Parker was born in 1932.
Another writer on the Night Shift. RIP Robert B. Parker.


 

A new book has just been published, by C. S. Manegold, Ten Hills Farm: The Forgotten History of Slavery in the North. I'm learning some amazing-and extremely dismaying-historical information from reading some excerpts by the author.

In 1638, black slaves were for sale in Massachusetts Colony. In 1641, Founder Matthew Winthrop-a Christian, a Puritan, and author of the sermon "A Model of Christian Charity," wrote the first law in the Colonies permitting slavery of Africans and indigenous Americans. By the end of the 17th century upwards of 1200 indigenous Americans had been enslaved, and no accurate historical data exists to count the enslaved Africans.

This is a book I am impelled to search out and read.




"Ten Hills Farm: The Forgotten History of Slavery in the North," (Princeton University Press, January 20, 2010)

http://www.politicsdaily.com/2010/01/18/ten-hill-farms-letter-from-antigua/
http://www.politicsdaily.com/2010/01/19/ten-hill-farms-part-2/
 

Today is Edgar Allan Poe's birthday. "Darling Eddie," as his mother-in-law Maria Clemm referred to him, would now be 201. For 50 years or more, between midnight and 5:30 am, Eastern Standard Time, someone has left a red rose on Poe's grave in Baltimore, Maryland. Not this year! One wonders whether the mysterious one is now residing in his-or her-own grave.

Links:
http://www.latimes.com/news/nationworld/nation/la-naw-poe-grave20-2010jan20,0,38...

http://www.eapoe.org/balt/poegrave.htm

Seems Jan. 2010, despite being a New Year AND a new decade, is marking the end of more than one era. Last Tuesday night, Jan. 11, Teddy Pendergrass passed away, my musical idol; today no mysterious visitor at Poe's grave after 50 years, and Eddie is my literary idol.