Saturday, July 10, 2010

“I do not think there is any thrill that can go through the human heart like that felt by the inventor as he sees some creation of the brain unfolding to success... Such emotions make a man forget food, sleep, friends, love, everything.”
So said a  brilliantly quirky genius who was born on this day in 1856.  Nikola Tesla was born into a Serbian family in what was then the Austrian empire. Much, much, ever so much had changed by the time he died in January 1943, in New York City -  in the same week that old Geo Washington Carver passed away down in Tuskegee, Alabama, right about when young Charles Hardin Holly was going about all that might occupy a 6 year old Texan with an ear for music.  
Oh well, yes: this be drivel I'm writing, here in Clear Lake, Iowa, not far from where Buddy Holly was knocked into the next world back when I was in the 3rd grade.  It's been a long day. This morning I was singing, playing my harmonica, and otherwise gassing away in front of a room full of nice people - no foolin' : they did indeed appear to be very nice people = at the 3rd annual breakfast/author-gathering at the best independent bookstore I know, Kansas City's Reading Reptile.

Do go to Pete & Deb's website and see who all else was there, author-wise.  Well, maybe you'd better not. You'll just feel badly for not having been there...

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