I must admit that I have never (knowingly) read Sandburg -- but can assure you that I will in the immediate future. He was a poet, a biographer (Abraham Lincoln), a Pulitzer Prize winner (twice!), a collector of folk songs and a balladeer. Clearly a kindred spirit. He craved solitude for the sake of his creativity, and favored the simple life. Clearly a kindred spirit. He was a social progressive far ahead of his time and a lover of nature. Clearly a kindred spirit. He was obviously an insatiable reader -- having to have the floors reinforced in the house before he could move his 20,000 books into the old Civil War era house. Those books include a copy of my friend and near-neighbor Stetson Kennedy's "Palmetto Country" -- a collection of Florida stories published in 1942. Clearly a kindred spirit.
Most inspirational to me was learning that a huge proportion of Sanburg's literary productivity occurred after he reached the age of 60. Contemporary American cultural norms would tell us that after 30 (or so -- certainly 50) our creativity, originality, and ability to positively impact the cultural and artistic temper of our time is gone. Learning of Sandburg's life -- his literary and social impact -- provided me with the hope that there is meaningful creative opportunity waiting down the road -- that retirement from one career in a few years holds the prospect of starting yet another. One more thing to look forward to as I continue down that road toward becoming an "old goat"...
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