So, I figure that if you're reading this, you probably know that today is the anniversary of the birth of the fabulously gifted & charming Doris Day. Only the Divine & the bookkeeping angels know how many thousands people came into the world on this day in history, but I don't want to know the day to end w/o making mention of a most extraordinary individual. Storyteller. Traveler. Diplomat. Amateur architect.
As a child in New York City, then the nation's capital, he met newly-inaugurated President Washington.
In his History of New York (by a fictitious Diedrich Knickerbocker), he introduced the concept of St. Nicholas as a jolly stocking-stuffer, a good 14 years before C.C. Moore's TNBC. Later on, really, he introduced comparatively dour Americans to the idea of feasting, of making merry at Yuletide as in Olde England.
He wrote The Legend of Sleepy Hollow.
He wrote Rip Van Winkle.
He was America's first internationally known author.
He danced with Dolley Madison.
As the U.S. Minister to Spain, he as presented to young Queen Victoria ,he lived in the legendary Moorish-Spanish castle/fortress of Alhambra, and he mentored young Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.
He wrote a serious biography of Christopher Columbus and, back home in America, he built a home, Sunnyside, so beautiful that it was tourist destination in his lifetime. He made a storied journey into the the American West, too.
And he was the subject of one of my books, one of my favorite and a graveyard of buried hopes, sales-wise, the world being a quixotic, disappointing place at times. Too, this fine picture book marked the end of a good two decades of nonstop writing & illustrating one book after another. Oh, there have been books since then and many fine experiences & blessings. But with the financial collapse, with the long, bumptious analog/digital shift, the publishing world changed.
In any case, if he hadn't been dead for many years now, charming, scholarly Washington Irving, known to friends and family as Wash, ould be celebrating his 229th birthday today. Truly, a remarkable gent. I was glad to learn about him.