“At the
point at which I began to have a general working knowledge of persons, places,
and things-- that
is to say, about 1912—Lincoln was a modestly flourishing county seat that
seemed to have been there forever. It was not even very old, though it did have
the air of being deeper in the shadow of the past than many of the towns around
it. Nothing of any historical importance had ever happened there, or has to
this day.”
Unlike other
Midwestern writers – Sherwood Anderson and Hart Crane, for instance – Maxwell doesn’t
portray his place of origin as something to flee. Neither does he sentimentalize
it. In Ancestors he writes:
“Men and
women alike appeared to accept with equanimity the circumstances (on the whole,
commonplace and unchanging) of their lives in a way that no one seems able to
do now anywhere. This is how I remember it. I am aware that Sherwood Anderson
writing about a similar though smaller place saw it quite differently.”
The librarian
and I talked about related matters – the murderous abolitionist John Brown, the
novels of Marilynne Robinson, the loss of family farms, Edgar Lee Masters and Langston
Hughes’ birth in Lincoln. Later she sent me an email: “I went to the stacks and
got some of the Maxwell books. The short story collection starts right off with
a story describing Lincoln, Illinois and Logan County, my old stomping grounds.
Time Will Darken It is at the LSC [Library
Service Center, the off-site storage location for ‘low-use library materials’],
so I’ll have to request it. Thanks again for the recommendation!”
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