Sunday

Apr. 19, 1998

So Much Happiness

by Naomi Shihab Nye

SUNDAY 4/19

Today's Reading: "So Much Happiness" by Naomi Shihab Nye from HUGGING THE JUKE BOX, published by Dutton (1982).

It's the birthday of poet Etheridge Knight, who began writing poetry while serving and eight-year term at Indiana State Prison for robbery. He was born in Corinth, Mississippi, on this day in 1933.

Chemist Glenn Theodore Seaborg, who produced and chemically identified the element plutonium, was born on this day in Ishpeming, Michigan, in 1912.

British writer Tom Hopkinson, who published accounts of atrocities committed by South Koreans during the Korean War, was born on this day in Manchester, England, in 1905.

It's the birthday of English novelist and playwright Richard Hughes (A HIGH WIND IN JAMAICA), born in Weybridge, England, 1900.

The inventor of the first successful outboard motor, Ole Evinrude, was born in Norway on this day in 1877.

On this day in 1824, English poet Lord Byron died of malaria at the age of 36 in Greece, where he was helping the Greeks fight for their independence from Turkey.

The first battle of the American Revolution took place on this day in 1775 when Minutemen fired on British soldiers at Lexington.

Colonial diarist Sarah Kembel Knight was born in Boston on this day in 1666. She was 38 years old when she undertook a hazardous journey from Boston to New York on horseback, keeping a detailed diary of her journey, which was discovered nearly 100 years later and published in 1825.

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