Here’s a long letter from Fred to Patrick and Mari after the Kennedy assassination, summing up the president’s accomplishments and how they have already been diminished to “just a man.” Continue reading “A Nation Sunk in Grief”
The clock above the town has tallied one
more day. The tones suspend like domes
no longer than before, the hours have run
the normal pace. Gabled Rhineland homes
as ever sleep beneath the pointed church,
a crystal tree beside the wall like lace
or moonlight woven in the craftsman’s search
for all the lines that vanished with no trace.
Yet struck in brass tonight was time that made
me count thirty, ten thousand days that froze
into as many separate criss-crossed roads
with no sign of where my youth is laid.
Slender shadows stain the Gothic rose
cast from the ghost beside the chapel stones.
Here’s a letter to Fred proposing a rendezvous in Athens or Rome and Delphi. I’ve assumed it’s 1963 but I don’t know, and all the aforementioned are dead. Continue reading “Capricious, Like the Wind”
Here’s a letter from Fred to Pat and Mari talking about writing, and segregation in the south, and rejection, and travel. Continue reading “The South Continues to Commit Suicide”
Here’s a photo of the Zambak, a newspaper clipping (incomplete) about the episode with a picture of Mari on the cover, and some e-mail exchanges explaining more of what happened.
Patrick wrote the following back-story:
Here is the boat I bought for 500 dollars in Izmir. The first day out, after getting her fixed up, a storm tore up the mainsail and blew us onto a sand reef. The captain of the fishing boat who pulled us off lost a finger in the winch. We (bandmaster Billy Bielmeir and I) spent the night in the bar of a safe harbor, while helicopters and rescue people searched after the storm cleared. The next day we tied up what was left of the mains’l and using that and the jib, we limped back to the yacht club in Izmir. Meanwhile the newspaper AKSAM had reported us lost at sea and supposed dead. The photo shows Mari receiving the news. Continue reading “Lost at Sea and Supposed Dead”
Here’s a poem Fred sent to to Patrick, date unknown. My guess is May 1963. Continue reading “The Boat (La Barca)”
Here’s a letter from Fred to Patrick from the early 1960s in New York, with a reference to Mari. I’m guessing this is early 1963 (I arbitrarily gave it a date of 3 March 1963) but I’ll need to research the timing of Patrick’s purchase (and subsequent near-demise) of the Zambak. Continue reading “Don’t Sell the Ship”
Here’s a letter from 10 December 1962 to Patrick about some of his stories. (I don’t know which ones.) I’m not sure who “dmy” is – can someone identify the sender for us? Continue reading “It Must End Soon or Certainly I Shall Blow”
Not sure of the exact date, but it was 1962 so I’ll set it to June 30th in a few days. Continue reading “1962 Diary – Page 6”
Here’s a poem from the early 1960’s (I believe).