Friday

Aug. 15, 1997

Sylvester's Dying Bed

by Langston Hughes

FRIDAY 8/15

Today's Reading:"Sylvester's Dying Bed" by Langston Hughes from SELECTED POEMS OF LANGSTON HUGHES, published by Alfred A. Knopf.

Today is the Feast Day of the Assumption in Greek and Roman Catholic churches, celebrating Mary's ascent into heaven.

The Coshocton Canal Festival begins today in Coshocton, Ohio.

Milwaukee's Irish Fest begins today, the world's largest Irish music and cultural festival.

In 1947 the independent states of India and Pakistan were established as Great Britain ended 200 years of rule.

Humorist Will Rogers and pilot Wiley Post were killed in 1935 when their plane crashed near Point Barrow, Alaska.

Jazz pianist Oscar Peterson was born in Montreal in 1925.

English screenwriter and dramatist Robert Bolt, whose screenplays include LAWRENCE OF ARABIA, DOCTOR ZHIVAGO and the adaptation of his own play A MAN FOR ALL SEASONS, was born near Birmingham, in 1924.

Author and cooking expert Julia Child was born in Pasadena, California, in 1912.

British archaeologist, soldier, and writer T.E. Lawrence, who became known as Lawrence of Arabia for leading the Arab revolt against the Turks during WW I, was born in Tremadoc, Wales, in 1888.

Novelist and short-story writer Edna Ferber (SHOWBOAT; GIANT), was born in Kalamazoo, Michigan, in 1887.

Scottish poet and novelist Sir Walter Scott, who wrote the first historical novel in 1814 (WAVERLY), was born in Edinburgh, in 1771.

French emperor and general Napoleon Bonaparte was born on the island of Corsica, in 1769.

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