From wppdirector at gmail.com Tue May 21 01:47:32 2019 From: wppdirector at gmail.com (Henry P. Mills) Date: Tue, 21 May 2019 01:47:32 -0400 Subject: [percy-l] "The South passes by," written by Ronda Rich Message-ID: Dear Percy-L: Please find a short, pleasant reading diversion below offering a flash of a glimpse of a flicker of the Deep South as ?place? and in certain of its ?living characters" ? perhaps as others on the list have experienced them, and certainly as present in Percy's life experiences and his fiction. I myself am born and bred a Mississippian and find many impressions of what Ronda Rich describes quite familiar. Of course, to be true, the South is much more complex in whole nature and across time. Does anyone wish to share impressions of any Percy fictional character (or of Percy himself) that reflect or contrast with Ronda Rich?s thoughts below? All best "Southern" wishes, Henry Mills Percy-L Administrator --- RONDA RICH: The South passes by By Ronda Rich https://www.henryherald.com/features/ronda-rich-the-south-passes-by/article_bf576a13-ca46-59b2-be02-07cf2ea137ba.htm If you sit long enough in the lobby of the Peabody Hotel in Memphis, the South passes by. Sometimes, it'll even walk right up to you, grab a seat and sit awhile. Or perhaps just stand for a bit of conversation like the stately, older gentleman who sauntered over to our table, his classic trench coat slung over his shoulder and a cup of coffee in his hand. His hair was thick and silver and his pleasant face lined with experience that we would be given the pleasure of glimpsing. "Where y'all from?" he asked, a friendly smile stretching across his face. This is not strange to me. I am Southern to the marrow of my bones. My husband "Tink," though, is from a world where there are perimeters. This means that a stranger does not look you in the eye when he passes you on the street, he does not offer a casual word while standing in the grocery line and he never, ever walks up to you in the lobby of a fine hotel and begins a conversation. It has taken him a few years of getting used to this way of life, but he is starting to appreciate it and sometimes enjoys it, even if he doesn't fully understand it. You have to be born to it in order to truly know it. I immediately jumped into conversation with this older gentleman and Tink, a bit reluctant, tagged along. "I grew up in Vicksburg, Miss.," he said. "You know, they say the Mississippi Delta starts here in the lobby of the Peabody and ends at Catfish Alley in Vicksburg." The conversation then crooked through the usual twists and turns that Southerners generally follow. He told how they settled in Memphis to be closer to home and how the Peabody was scheduled to be torn down when they arrived. "You wouldn't have believed it," he shook his head, then looked up at the intricate woodwork and beautiful glass. "Now, look at it. Truly amazing what they were able to do." For some reason, he next mentioned the Great Mississippi Flood of 1927, "Lanterns on the Levy" by William Alexander Percy of Greenville, Miss., and how he had been a man of strong moral conscience. "Have you ever read anything by Walker Percy, his cousin?" I asked. His eyes lighted up. "I have a story about him!" This is how Southerners work ? one story leads to another. He went on to explain that in the 1960s, he was an attorney in New Orleans representing the U.S. in Civil Rights cases. "We had a case come up in that parish across the bridge from New Orleans." He pursed his lips, thinking. "Now, what's the name of it?" "St. Tammany," I replied. He snapped his fingers. "That's right. Covington. I went over for a meeting with concerned citizens. Afterwards, a gentleman came up and introduced himself. He said, 'I'm Walker Percy.'" I gasped. It was exciting to meet someone who knew the esteemed writer. He smiled. "I said, 'Well, Mr. Percy, what do you do for a living?" His laughter was one of embarrassment. "He replied, 'I'm a medical doctor but don't practice because I have TB. I now write novels.' I returned to New Orleans and told my boss who said, 'You met THE Walker Percy?' Now, of course, I've read all his books starting with 'The Moviegoer.'" I clasped my hands together, happily. "I love that book!" Suddenly, the man spotted his family across the lobby. "Oh! There's everyone. I have to go. It was indeed a pleasure to speak with you." Tink watched him as he hurried off, then thoughtfully remarked, "You Southerners are so invested in your culture. You have a strong sense of who you are and what matters." And so it shall be, as long as strangers keep talking and sharing their stories. -- Ronda Rich is the best-selling author of the new book, Let Me Tell You Something. 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All best "Southern" wishes, from this Mississippian to you, Henry Mills Percy-L Administrator --- RONDA RICH: The South passes by By Ronda Rich https://www.henryherald.com/features/ronda-rich-the-south-passes-by/article_bf576a13-ca46-59b2-be02-07cf2ea137ba.htm If you sit long enough in the lobby of the Peabody Hotel in Memphis, the South passes by. Sometimes, it'll even walk right up to you, grab a seat and sit awhile. Or perhaps just stand for a bit of conversation like the stately, older gentleman who sauntered over to our table, his classic trench coat slung over his shoulder and a cup of coffee in his hand. His hair was thick and silver and his pleasant face lined with experience that we would be given the pleasure of glimpsing. "Where y'all from?" he asked, a friendly smile stretching across his face. This is not strange to me. I am Southern to the marrow of my bones. My husband "Tink," though, is from a world where there are perimeters. This means that a stranger does not look you in the eye when he passes you on the street, he does not offer a casual word while standing in the grocery line and he never, ever walks up to you in the lobby of a fine hotel and begins a conversation. It has taken him a few years of getting used to this way of life, but he is starting to appreciate it and sometimes enjoys it, even if he doesn't fully understand it. You have to be born to it in order to truly know it. I immediately jumped into conversation with this older gentleman and Tink, a bit reluctant, tagged along. "I grew up in Vicksburg, Miss.," he said. "You know, they say the Mississippi Delta starts here in the lobby of the Peabody and ends at Catfish Alley in Vicksburg." The conversation then crooked through the usual twists and turns that Southerners generally follow. He told how they settled in Memphis to be closer to home and how the Peabody was scheduled to be torn down when they arrived. "You wouldn't have believed it," he shook his head, then looked up at the intricate woodwork and beautiful glass. "Now, look at it. Truly amazing what they were able to do." For some reason, he next mentioned the Great Mississippi Flood of 1927, "Lanterns on the Levy" by William Alexander Percy of Greenville, Miss., and how he had been a man of strong moral conscience. "Have you ever read anything by Walker Percy, his cousin?" I asked. His eyes lighted up. "I have a story about him!" This is how Southerners work ? one story leads to another. He went on to explain that in the 1960s, he was an attorney in New Orleans representing the U.S. in Civil Rights cases. "We had a case come up in that parish across the bridge from New Orleans." He pursed his lips, thinking. "Now, what's the name of it?" "St. Tammany," I replied. He snapped his fingers. "That's right. Covington. I went over for a meeting with concerned citizens. Afterwards, a gentleman came up and introduced himself. He said, 'I'm Walker Percy.'" I gasped. It was exciting to meet someone who knew the esteemed writer. He smiled. "I said, 'Well, Mr. Percy, what do you do for a living?" His laughter was one of embarrassment. "He replied, 'I'm a medical doctor but don't practice because I have TB. I now write novels.' I returned to New Orleans and told my boss who said, 'You met THE Walker Percy?' Now, of course, I've read all his books starting with 'The Moviegoer.'" I clasped my hands together, happily. "I love that book!" Suddenly, the man spotted his family across the lobby. "Oh! There's everyone. I have to go. It was indeed a pleasure to speak with you." Tink watched him as he hurried off, then thoughtfully remarked, "You Southerners are so invested in your culture. You have a strong sense of who you are and what matters." And so it shall be, as long as strangers keep talking and sharing their stories. -- Ronda Rich is the best-selling author of the new book, Let Me Tell You Something. Visit www.rondarich.com to sign up for her free weekly newsletter. -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: From honeyjbc at gmail.com Sun May 26 22:54:23 2019 From: honeyjbc at gmail.com (honeyjbc1) Date: Sun, 26 May 2019 22:54:23 -0400 Subject: [percy-l] "The South passes by," written by Ronda Rich In-Reply-To: References: Message-ID: What a charming story. I can't match it. I am not a southerner. I never met Percy. I didn't really read him with pleasure until a half dozen years ago. Then I became a fanatic. I wrote a book about letters I have written notable people. One section of it is about my experience with reading Percy. I did write Jay Tolson. And he did answer me. I almost feel I have met Percy because of how generous Mr. Tolson has been with me. And he was his biographer. So I guess you could say I met Percy by proxy. Thank you, Ronda Rich for this charming post. Janet Cantor Philadelphia, Pa. On Sat, May 25, 2019 at 6:00 PM Henry P. Mills wrote: > Dear Percy-L: > > Please find a short, pleasant reading diversion below offering a flash of > a glimpse of a flicker of the Deep South as ?place? and in certain of its > ?living characters" ? perhaps as others on the list have experienced them, > and certainly as present in Percy's life experiences and his fiction. I > myself am born and bred a Mississippian and find many impressions of what > Ronda Rich describes quite familiar. Of course, to be true, the South is > much more complex in whole nature and across time. > > Does anyone wish to share impressions of any Percy fictional character (or > of Percy himself) that reflect or contrast with Ronda Rich?s thoughts > below? > > All best "Southern" wishes, > Henry Mills > Percy-L Administrator > > > --- > RONDA RICH: The South passes by > By Ronda Rich > > https://www.henryherald.com/features/ronda-rich-the-south-passes-by/article_bf576a13-ca46-59b2-be02-07cf2ea137ba.htm > > If you sit long enough in the lobby of the Peabody Hotel in Memphis, the > South passes by. > > Sometimes, it'll even walk right up to you, grab a seat and sit awhile. Or > perhaps just stand for a bit of conversation like the stately, older > gentleman who sauntered over to our table, his classic trench coat slung > over his shoulder and a cup of coffee in his hand. His hair was thick and > silver and his pleasant face lined with experience that we would be given > the pleasure of glimpsing. > > "Where y'all from?" he asked, a friendly smile stretching across his face. > > This is not strange to me. I am Southern to the marrow of my bones. My > husband "Tink," though, is from a world where there are perimeters. This > means that a stranger does not look you in the eye when he passes you on > the street, he does not offer a casual word while standing in the grocery > line and he never, ever walks up to you in the lobby of a fine hotel and > begins a conversation. > > It has taken him a few years of getting used to this way of life, but he > is starting to appreciate it and sometimes enjoys it, even if he doesn't > fully understand it. You have to be born to it in order to truly know it. > > I immediately jumped into conversation with this older gentleman and Tink, > a bit reluctant, tagged along. > > "I grew up in Vicksburg, Miss.," he said. "You know, they say the > Mississippi Delta starts here in the lobby of the Peabody and ends at > Catfish Alley in Vicksburg." > > The conversation then crooked through the usual twists and turns that > Southerners generally follow. He told how they settled in Memphis to be > closer to home and how the Peabody was scheduled to be torn down when they > arrived. > > "You wouldn't have believed it," he shook his head, then looked up at the > intricate woodwork and beautiful glass. "Now, look at it. Truly amazing > what they were able to do." > > For some reason, he next mentioned the Great Mississippi Flood of 1927, > "Lanterns on the Levy" by William Alexander Percy of Greenville, Miss., and > how he had been a man of strong moral conscience. > > "Have you ever read anything by Walker Percy, his cousin?" I asked. > > His eyes lighted up. "I have a story about him!" > > This is how Southerners work ? one story leads to another. > > He went on to explain that in the 1960s, he was an attorney in New Orleans > representing the U.S. in Civil Rights cases. > > "We had a case come up in that parish across the bridge from New Orleans." > He pursed his lips, thinking. "Now, what's the name of it?" > > "St. Tammany," I replied. > > He snapped his fingers. "That's right. Covington. I went over for a > meeting with concerned citizens. Afterwards, a gentleman came up and > introduced himself. He said, 'I'm Walker Percy.'" > > I gasped. It was exciting to meet someone who knew the esteemed writer. He > smiled. "I said, 'Well, Mr. Percy, what do you do for a living?" > > His laughter was one of embarrassment. "He replied, 'I'm a medical doctor > but don't practice because I have TB. I now write novels.' I returned to > New Orleans and told my boss who said, 'You met THE Walker Percy?' Now, of > course, I've read all his books starting with 'The Moviegoer.'" > > I clasped my hands together, happily. "I love that book!" > > Suddenly, the man spotted his family across the lobby. "Oh! There's > everyone. I have to go. It was indeed a pleasure to speak with you." > > Tink watched him as he hurried off, then thoughtfully remarked, "You > Southerners are so invested in your culture. You have a strong sense of who > you are and what matters." > > And so it shall be, as long as strangers keep talking and sharing their > stories. > > -- > Ronda Rich is the best-selling author of the new book, *Let Me Tell You > Something*. Visit www.rondarich.com to sign up for her free weekly > newsletter. > > > > > > > * Percy-L Discussion Archives: http://lists.ibiblio.org/pipermail/percy-l/ > > * Manage Your Membership: > http://lists.ibiblio.org/mailman/listinfo/percy-l > > * Contact the Moderator: percy-l-owner (at) lists.ibiblio.org > > * Visit The Walker Percy Project: http://www.ibiblio.org/wpercy > -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: From tgollier at gmail.com Mon May 27 19:09:02 2019 From: tgollier at gmail.com (Thomas Gollier) Date: Mon, 27 May 2019 16:09:02 -0700 Subject: [percy-l] "The South passes by," written by Ronda Rich In-Reply-To: References: Message-ID: I'm not a Southerner either, but I do recall someone writing that where I as born, Jacksonville, IL, had somehow snuck above the Mason-Dixon Line. When I read: "You Southerners are so invested in your culture. You have a strong sense of who you are and what matters." And so it shall be, as long as strangers keep talking and sharing their stories. it recalled a passage in one of Percy's essays I've been reading. If you want to be another Faulkner, you have to spend a good deal of time hunkered down on courthouse lawns listening to old-timers talk about the way things were. I qualify under none of these canons, having been born and raised in Birmingham, Alabama, in a new house on a new golf course. The only stories I ever heard were jokes in the locker room. ["Diagnosing the Modern Malaise"] I don't think a willingness to talk and share stories with strangers is not especially Southern, nor do I think its requires any particular culture to thrive. It's just a willingness to interact existentially with another person, on the spot, in what is always a unique here and now. Meanwhile, though, thanks for posting Rhonda Rich's observations. I've been away from that culture of my upbringing for a long time, and I've lost sight of it some extent. On Sun, May 26, 2019 at 7:54 PM honeyjbc1 wrote: > What a charming story. > > I can't match it. > I am not a southerner. I never met Percy. I didn't really read him with > pleasure until a half dozen years ago. Then I became a fanatic. > I wrote a book about letters I have written notable people. One section of > it is about my experience with reading Percy. > I did write Jay Tolson. And he did answer me. > I almost feel I have met Percy because of how generous Mr. Tolson has been > with me. And he was his biographer. So I guess you could say I met Percy by > proxy. > > Thank you, Ronda Rich for this charming post. > > Janet Cantor > Philadelphia, Pa. > > On Sat, May 25, 2019 at 6:00 PM Henry P. Mills > wrote: > >> Dear Percy-L: >> >> Please find a short, pleasant reading diversion below offering a flash of >> a glimpse of a flicker of the Deep South as ?place? and in certain of its >> ?living characters" ? perhaps as others on the list have experienced them, >> and certainly as present in Percy's life experiences and his fiction. I >> myself am born and bred a Mississippian and find many impressions of what >> Ronda Rich describes quite familiar. Of course, to be true, the South is >> much more complex in whole nature and across time. >> >> Does anyone wish to share impressions of any Percy fictional character >> (or of Percy himself) that reflect or contrast with Ronda Rich?s thoughts >> below? >> >> All best "Southern" wishes, >> Henry Mills >> Percy-L Administrator >> >> >> --- >> RONDA RICH: The South passes by >> By Ronda Rich >> >> https://www.henryherald.com/features/ronda-rich-the-south-passes-by/article_bf576a13-ca46-59b2-be02-07cf2ea137ba.htm >> >> If you sit long enough in the lobby of the Peabody Hotel in Memphis, the >> South passes by. >> >> Sometimes, it'll even walk right up to you, grab a seat and sit awhile. >> Or perhaps just stand for a bit of conversation like the stately, older >> gentleman who sauntered over to our table, his classic trench coat slung >> over his shoulder and a cup of coffee in his hand. His hair was thick and >> silver and his pleasant face lined with experience that we would be given >> the pleasure of glimpsing. >> >> "Where y'all from?" he asked, a friendly smile stretching across his face. >> >> This is not strange to me. I am Southern to the marrow of my bones. My >> husband "Tink," though, is from a world where there are perimeters. This >> means that a stranger does not look you in the eye when he passes you on >> the street, he does not offer a casual word while standing in the grocery >> line and he never, ever walks up to you in the lobby of a fine hotel and >> begins a conversation. >> >> It has taken him a few years of getting used to this way of life, but he >> is starting to appreciate it and sometimes enjoys it, even if he doesn't >> fully understand it. You have to be born to it in order to truly know it. >> >> I immediately jumped into conversation with this older gentleman and >> Tink, a bit reluctant, tagged along. >> >> "I grew up in Vicksburg, Miss.," he said. "You know, they say the >> Mississippi Delta starts here in the lobby of the Peabody and ends at >> Catfish Alley in Vicksburg." >> >> The conversation then crooked through the usual twists and turns that >> Southerners generally follow. He told how they settled in Memphis to be >> closer to home and how the Peabody was scheduled to be torn down when they >> arrived. >> >> "You wouldn't have believed it," he shook his head, then looked up at the >> intricate woodwork and beautiful glass. "Now, look at it. Truly amazing >> what they were able to do." >> >> For some reason, he next mentioned the Great Mississippi Flood of 1927, >> "Lanterns on the Levy" by William Alexander Percy of Greenville, Miss., and >> how he had been a man of strong moral conscience. >> >> "Have you ever read anything by Walker Percy, his cousin?" I asked. >> >> His eyes lighted up. "I have a story about him!" >> >> This is how Southerners work ? one story leads to another. >> >> He went on to explain that in the 1960s, he was an attorney in New >> Orleans representing the U.S. in Civil Rights cases. >> >> "We had a case come up in that parish across the bridge from New >> Orleans." He pursed his lips, thinking. "Now, what's the name of it?" >> >> "St. Tammany," I replied. >> >> He snapped his fingers. "That's right. Covington. I went over for a >> meeting with concerned citizens. Afterwards, a gentleman came up and >> introduced himself. He said, 'I'm Walker Percy.'" >> >> I gasped. It was exciting to meet someone who knew the esteemed writer. >> He smiled. "I said, 'Well, Mr. Percy, what do you do for a living?" >> >> His laughter was one of embarrassment. "He replied, 'I'm a medical doctor >> but don't practice because I have TB. I now write novels.' I returned to >> New Orleans and told my boss who said, 'You met THE Walker Percy?' Now, of >> course, I've read all his books starting with 'The Moviegoer.'" >> >> I clasped my hands together, happily. "I love that book!" >> >> Suddenly, the man spotted his family across the lobby. "Oh! There's >> everyone. I have to go. It was indeed a pleasure to speak with you." >> >> Tink watched him as he hurried off, then thoughtfully remarked, "You >> Southerners are so invested in your culture. You have a strong sense of who >> you are and what matters." >> >> And so it shall be, as long as strangers keep talking and sharing their >> stories. >> >> -- >> Ronda Rich is the best-selling author of the new book, *Let Me Tell You >> Something*. Visit www.rondarich.com to sign up for her free weekly >> newsletter. >> >> >> >> >> >> >> * Percy-L Discussion Archives: >> http://lists.ibiblio.org/pipermail/percy-l/ >> >> * Manage Your Membership: >> http://lists.ibiblio.org/mailman/listinfo/percy-l >> >> * Contact the Moderator: percy-l-owner (at) lists.ibiblio.org >> >> * Visit The Walker Percy Project: http://www.ibiblio.org/wpercy >> > * Percy-L Discussion Archives: http://lists.ibiblio.org/pipermail/percy-l/ > > * Manage Your Membership: > http://lists.ibiblio.org/mailman/listinfo/percy-l > > * Contact the Moderator: percy-l-owner (at) lists.ibiblio.org > > * Visit The Walker Percy Project: http://www.ibiblio.org/wpercy > -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: From wppdirector at gmail.com Tue May 28 02:06:57 2019 From: wppdirector at gmail.com (Henry P. Mills) Date: Tue, 28 May 2019 02:06:57 -0400 Subject: [percy-l] Best-selling authors coming to literary festival in St. Francisville, May 31-June 2 (AN OVERVIEW) Message-ID: Dear Percy-L: Here?s an encapsulation of the upcoming Walker Percy Weekend as reported by THE ADVOCATE. For any in our community who attend, please do share any reflections of the events. This year?s looks to be quite compelling with multiple national presenters. Regards, Henry Mills Percy-L Administrator ----- Best-selling authors coming to literary festival in St. Francisville, May 31-June 2 THE ADVOCATE (MAY 25, 2019) Best-selling authors Walter Isaacson, David Brooks and J.D. Vance are among those scheduled to take part in the sixth annual Walker Percy Weekend on May 31 to June 2 in St. Francisville. The weekend brings writers, speakers and scholars for lectures, panel discussions, book study groups and social events. The presenters are: Walter Isaacson is a journalist and author who has written biographies of Leonardo da Vinci, Steve Jobs, Benjamin Franklin, Albert Einstein and Henry Kissinger. Isaacson will talk about Walker Percy's "Theory of Hurricanes and Everyday Life." David Brooks, a columnist for The New York Times and the author of many bestselling books. His next book, "The Second Mountain: The Quest For A Moral Life," was published in April. J.D. Vance is the author of "Hillbilly Elegy," a 2016 memoir about growing up poor in Appalachia. A film, directed by Ron Howard, is in the works. Jessica Hooten Wilson teaches literature and humanities at John Brown University. Over the years, she has emerged as one of the most popular presenters at the annual Walker Percy event. Tom Key is an Atlanta theater director and playwright who adapted Walker Percy's "The Moviegoer" and "Lost In The Cosmos" for the stage. He will speak on the meaning of "Lost In The Cosmos" for contemporary American culture, and the role of art, particularly theater, in building community in a fragmenting society. Rod Dreher is a West Feliciana native and author of two New York Times bestsellers, "The Benedict Option" and "The Little Way of Ruthie Leming." Highlights of the weekend include: Friday, May 31 ? Lost Under the Oaks Gala reception and cocktail party Saturday, June 1 ? A progressive front-porch tour and bourbon tasting inspired by Percy's essay on drinking bourbon. Must be 21 or over to attend. Saturday, June 1 ? Crawfish boil with a cash bar including a selection of local craft beers. An all-inclusive ticket is $225; social tickets (Friday night cocktail party and dinner and Saturday's bourbon tour and crawfish boil) are $160. Tickets to individual events, including lectures and panel discussions and the social events, will be available if space remains. To learn more and for accommodation information, visit walkerpercyweekend.org or email info at walkerpercyweekend.org . https://www.theadvocate.com/baton_rouge/entertainment_life/books/article_61932bfe-7b20-11e9-9016-cf930fdec892.html -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: