Saturday

Sep. 21, 1996

Idyll

by Theodore Roethke

SATURDAY 9/21

Today's Reading:"Idyll" by Theodore Roethke from THE COLLECTED POEMS OF THEODORE ROETHKE, published by Doubleday.

The Big Whopper Liar's Contest takes place today in New Harmony, Indiana.

The Covered Bridge Festival begins today in Lamar County, Georgia.

Today is the Fall Sorghum and Harvest Festival in Huntsville, Alabama.

The Johnny Appleseed Festival starts in Fort Wayne, Indiana.

It's the birthday of Pulitzer Prize-winning playwright, Marsha Norman (NIGHT MOTHER), born in Louisville, Kentucky, 1947.

Author Stephen King (CARRIE; THE SHINING) was born today in Portland, Maine, 1937.

Singer, poet Leonard Cohen was born today in Montreal, Quebec, in 1934.

Physicist Donald Glaser, who designed the "bubble chamber," a device that allows measurement of the paths of subatomic particles, was born in Cleveland, Ohio, 1926.

It was on this day in 1904 that Nez Perce leader Chief Joseph died on the Colville Reservation in Washington.

Sir Allen Lane, founder of Penguin Books, was born today in Gloucestershire, England, in 1902.

It's the birthday of Ethel Percy Andrus, founder of the National Retired Teachers Association and AARP(American Association of Retired Persons), born in San Francisco in 1884.

It's the birthday of H.G. Wells in Kent, England, 1866, who started the science fiction genre with is first book, THE TIME MACHINE.

Bacteriologist Charles-Jules-Henri Nicolle, who discovered that typhus is transmitted by the body louse, was born on this day in Rouen, France, 1866.

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