When I was young my dad encouraged me to read the history books that were sitting on the top shelf of his antique bookcase. He was a World War II veteran and had dozens of books in his library. I found memoirs by Sir Winston Churchill, President Franklin Delano Roosevelt, General Billy Mitchell, and WWI ace Eddie Rickenbacker. These books gave me my first insights into the world my father inhabited as a schoolboy and later as a Navy aviator. Those first mature literary journeys taught me that people worked hard to achieve goals and sometimes doubted their convictions while striving to greater heights. These unmatched titans of the 20th century held the belief that Western civilization was the greatest society on Earth. My father also had collections of cartoons from magazines like Punch, The New Yorker, and Charles Schulz’s Peanuts (his favorite). Perhaps my greatest lesson came from comedy. It taught me the beauty of irony, and that a good laugh keeps serious discussion from becoming morbid and thick like a fog in Sir Winston’s London. Those books launched me on voyages that few kids ever experienced.
Gwendolyn Brooks - Pulitzer Prize Winner
Billy Mitchell
As a child born in the 1960s, I loved sports, television and radio programs. I idolized my dad, Willie Mays, Neil Armstrong, and Jackie Robinson. As a teenager, my Heroes Hall of Fame grew to include Duke Ellington, Ray Charles, Gwendolyn Brooks and Hank Aaron. As an adult, I continued to add to my Heroes Hall of Fame. The list now includes Neil deGrasse Tyson, Sally Ride, Carl Sagan and George Carlin. Scientists, astronauts, poets, comics and musicians inspired me to be a critical thinker and to value education as a coin of great worth. And when I think back to the lessons I’ve gleaned from these men and women, be they from my childhood or my adulthood, I cannot help but think that the Western civilization so revered by Churchill and Armstrong is waning. I loved my dad’s favorite shows like The Shadow, Dragnet, Buck Rogers and public programs that broadcast music and theatrical productions. Public broadcasting became my second schoolhouse and a refuge while I learned to build radio crystal sets to listen in on the local police frequencies and ham radio broadcasts from Canada. I became enthralled with radio and technology. I embraced science as a friend and the Cold War space race of the 60s was as inspirational to me as it was to every kid on the block. As my childhood ended and adulthood took root my idealism was crushed as my friends and I tried to make sense of a world mired in the Vietnam War. Some of us never recovered from the manifold shocks of severed dreams. I’ve seen their obituaries and continue to hear reports and rumors of hardship and devastation.
Hank Aaron and Willie Mays
McCarthy Era Propaganda
George Carlin
Carl Sagan
The Demon-Haunted World