Thursday

Jul. 31, 1997

Waiting

by Raymond Carver

THURSDAY 7/31

Today's Reading:"Waiting" by Raymond Carver from ULTRAMARINE, published by Vintage Books.

Today is the Feast Day of St. Ignatius of Loyola, founder of the Society of Jesus, commonly known as the Jesuits.

The 50th annual Maine Lobster Festival begins today in Rockland, Maine.

The two-day annual Melville Marathon begins today in Mystic, Connecticut, with a marathon reading of MOBY DICK on the deck of the old whaling ship CHARLES W. MORGAN.

The Wisconsin State Fair begins today in Milwaukee.

The 14th annual Meat on the Mississippi BBQ Contest starts today in Caruthersville, Missouri.

The Texas Folklife Festival begins today in San Antonio, celebrating the state's different cultures.

It's the birthday of jazz pianist, composer and bandleader Horace Silver, cofounder of the Jazz Messengers, born in Norwalk, Connecticut, in 1928.

It's the birthday of Italian writer and scientist Primo Levi, author of SURVIVAL IN AUSCHWITZ, born in Turin, Italy, in 1919.

It's the birthday of French sculptor, painter, and printmaker Jean Dubuffet, born in La Havre, in 1901.

It's the birthday of General George Henry Thomas, born in Virginia in 1816, but fought against the South on the Union side and earned the nickname "Rock of Chickamauga" during the Battle of Chickamauga in 1863.

On this day in 1703 English novelist Daniel Defoe was made to stand in the pillory, a punishment for offending the Tory government and high church with his satire THE SHORTEST WAY WITH DISSENTERS.

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