Wednesday

Apr. 2, 1997

Walking Alone in Late Winter

by Jane Kenyon

WEDNESDAY 4/2

Today's Reading: "Walking Alone in Late Winter" by Jane Kenyon from THE BOAT OF QUIET OF HOURS, published by Graywolf Press.

It's the birthday of singer Emmylou Harris, born in Birmingham, Alabama, 1948.

It was on this day in 1931 that Virne "Jackie" Mitchell became the first woman to play for an all-male pro baseball team. In an exhibition game against the New York Yankees, she struck out both Babe Ruth and Lou Gehrig.

In 1917 Jeannette Pickering Rankin was sworn in as the first woman to serve in the U.S. House of Representatives. She was from the state of Montana.

It's the birthday of actor Sir Alec Guinness, born in London in 1914.

Dancer and director of the Paris Opera Ballet, Serge Lifar, was born on this day in Kiev, Russia, in 1905.

Conductor Kurt Adler, who transformed the San Francisco Opera into an international company, was born on this day in Vienna, 1905.

It's the birthday of Dada painter and sculptor Kurt Adler, born in Bruhl, Germany, 1891.

French novelist and activist Emile Zola (GERMINAL) was born on this day in Paris, 1840.

It's the birthday of the sculptor who created the Statue of Liberty, Frederic-Auguste Bartholdi, born in Colmar, Alsace, France, 1834.

Poet and writer Hans Christian Andersen (THE UGLY DUCKLING; THE PEA AND THE PRINCESS; THE LITTLE MERMAID) was born on this day in Odense, near Copenhagen, Denmark, in 1805.

It's the birthday of the fabled lover Giovanni Giacomo Casanova de Seingalt, who at the age of 65 began writing his 12 volumes of MEMOIRS, describing his amorous adventures. He was born in Venice, Italy, in 1725.

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