Two Time Pulitzer Prize Winner David McCullough Loves His Wife, Family, History And He's a Really Nice Guy

In the pantheon of our country’s greatest American historians David McCullough’s name will forever be thought of as one of the most brilliant caretakers of our nation’s history. He’s painted portraits with words and made history come alive. His exuberance about the human spirit is what sparks his interest to write book after book to teach all of us about the fabric that’s created our great nation.

David McCullough

He is an American treasure.

I was fortunate to hear Mr. McCullough speak at The New Jersey Speaker Series at NJPAC. It felt like I was sitting in a comfortable chair next to a dear friend. His warm and easy manner, and his voice (oh, that voice!) set the stage for what was a fascinating and brilliant presentation.

He endeared himself to the audience when he began by talking about his 60-year love affair with his beloved wife, Rosalee.

David McCullough

Who knew that at 81 years young this two-time Pulitzer Prize and National Book Award winner, and the recipient of The Presidential Medal of Freedom, was such a romantic? He continued to pay tribute to Rosalee by sweetly singing an old Bing Crosby tune:

My Girl's an Irish girl, with the blarney in her smile. She's the fairest in the Isle. Sure she sets people talking, when she goes out walking. My Girl's an Irish girl, from her head down to her toes. And no care in the world will harry me, when she promises to marry me. My sweet little Irish Rose.

His self-deprecating humor perfectly illustrates his down-to-earth manner. One of his many stories was about a young student who attended one of his lectures. After the question and answer period was over, the person in charge of handing the handwritten questions to Mr. McCullough quietly gave him one more as he whispered, “You might want to save this one.”

"Aside from John Adams and Harry Truman, how many presidents have you interviewed?"

David McCullough

Speaking for over 90 minutes without notes or slideshows, Mr. McCullough relied on his extraordinary intelligence and ability to tell a good story the way Will Rogers could spin a good yarn.

He demonstrates his love of history and history education by teaching and lecturing at over 100 universities across the country. He holds teachers in high regard because, as he says, today more than ever our culture is fast becoming illiterate, and history is essential to having quality leadership in our country.

Teachers are the most important people in our society. They are doing the work that counts and their capacity for inspiring and motivating young people will affect us far into the future.”  ~David McCullough

When I attended public school in the 1960’s our history books were old and lacking. Teachers did little to inspire us to learn more about figures such as Paul Revere or Abigail Adams. They remained merely footnotes on a page.

But I was blessed with parents who instilled a love of history at home, and together we visited many historical sites such as Williamsburg, Gettysburg, and Fort Ticonderoga while discussing their importance. (Editor's Note: I believe it is the responsibility of every parent to teach their child about our nation's history. Our children hold the country's future in their hands. You have to know where you've been before you can know where you're going.)

David McCullough is America's teacher because he knows the footnotes that have been neglected in schools across the nation, and spends years researching and writing about them to tell their story.

John Adams. Harry Truman. Theodore Roosevelt. The Greater Journey (Americans in Paris). The Johnstown Flood. The Path Between the Seas (Panama Canal). The Brooklyn Bridge. Mornings on Horseback (Theodore Roosevelt). Brave Companions: Portraits in History. 1776. In the Dark Streets Shineth: A 1941 Christmas Story. 

David McCullough

He's been “happily working for more than three years" on a book about The Wright Brothers. Coming out this May, this is the story of two self-taught brothers who grew up poor. Their father believed in the value of education, and knew that even a child's toy could be an instrument for learning. So their town library became their school, and it was there that they discovered art, history, and music and realized their aptitude for math and physics.

Theirs is a story not only about the bravery it takes to accomplish something that has never been done before, but also about the importance of learning from your failures and never giving up on yourself or your dreams.

The Wright Brothers, as in every David McCullough book, will leap off the pages as we spend time with them, and finally take their rightful place among timeless American figures .

END NOTE: My husband, mother and I attended an after party held to meet and take photographs with Mr. McCullough. Unlike other speakers, Mr. McCullough mingled with the guests and my mother (a lover of history who has read every David McCullough book and has a deep respect for him) made her way over to him to hold their own private conversation. I had no idea what they were talking about.

It looked liked they'd been friends for years.

When it was our turn with the photographer, I began to say the elevator speech I'd been nervously practicing all day, but I was interrupted by Mr. McCullough who, after seeing my mother again, exclaimed, “Here’s my belle.” Grabbing my mother’s hand, he directed how we'd stand for our “photo shoot.”

But before we left, we had two questions we hoped he'd answer.

My husband wanted to know if Mr. McCullough ever started to write about a subject that he changed his mind about. The answer was yes, Pablo Picasso, because he didn’t like him very much.

I asked if he’d ever consider writing a book about a woman, such as Betsy Ross or Dolly Madison. I should have been smart enough to know what his answer would be.

Yes. A book about Rosalee.

A Quick Post To Thank You, With A Little Help From My Musical Men

I hope you and your family enjoy a joyous and peaceful Thanksgiving while surrounded by those you love.  May your belly be filled with magical moments and delicious treats.

As much as I love writing, I enjoy hearing from you even more.  Your opinions and stories matter to me, and I thank you for your continued support and interest in my blog

As my beloved uncle once told me, what a wonderful and joyous world we live in.

I'd like to offer you four songs that are special to me at Thanksgiving. My taste in music got stuck somewhere between 1935-1975, so these are oldies but boy, are they goodies.

From my table to yours, I wish you safe travels, lasting peace and good health.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E2VCwBzGdPM

 

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My Travel Journal: The Southwest And The Miracle That Happened To Me

Georgia O'Keefe

Georgia O'Keefe - Black Hollyhock, Blue Larkspur (1930)

Dear Self,

As a little girl I used to keep a journal of all my thoughts and dreams.  I haven't done that in  years, and it occurred to me that now would be the perfect time to start a new journal after something miraculous happened to me.

How good it felt to leave my worries behind, waving good-bye to anxiety and stress and welcoming calmness back into my soul.

New Mexico Highway

A miracle happened to me on this trip.  My non-disabled body was returned  for 4 glorious days while in Santa Fe. With no humidity, I was able to spend an entire day - AN ENTIRE DAY - fully awake and functioning without the need to nap. My legs and arms were never weak. I felt like I did 30 years ago.

It was phenomenal, and something I won't soon forget.

Chester Scottsdale

How sweet it was to start our journey by spending time with family in Scottsdale that I rarely see, and to renew relationships kept on hold while life continues to take us in different directions.

My journey continued to Santa Fe as I joyfully celebrated my silver wedding anniversary with Gary.  It was a blessing.  We spent quality time together in an area where art, architecture and landscape intersect to create a Mecca of beauty in a quaint, picturesque town.

Santa Fe Architecture and Art

It was thrilling to be here because this trip has always been on our l-o-n-g Bucket List.

I could breathe again and be myself.  Wearing scarves, boots and turquoise, I fit right in with the rhythm of the creative culture.

Being my authentic self

The adobe buildings were captivating, housing unique galleries, museums, restaurants, shops and homes that colorfully dot the landscape.

Walking along the unique Canyon Road was bedazzling.  As we took our time strolling along the area, we discovered that each adobe building housed new and creative artistic treasures of sculptures, jewelry and paintings.

Fun Sculpture

The nature in Santa Fe reinvigorated me. We drove our rental car out of the city and into the narrow two-lane highway of High Road that brought us into the majestic mountains that offered breathtaking views at every turn.

Santa Fe Landscape

Along the way we stopped at several charming galleries, and walked around El Santuario de Chimayó, a National Historic Landmark church that is famous for the 300,000 yearly visitors it receives in search of their holy healing dirt.

Church Chimayo

El Santuario de Chimayó Church built in 1816 is widely visited by those seeking wellness from its "holy dirt"

We fell in love with one gallery in particular because of the sweet nature of the artist/owners, their creative pieces of art, and the magnificent property they’ve owned for over thirty years.

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I imagined myself sitting outside, listening to the wind chimes created by the owners, surrounded by the beauty of the mountains.

We could finally understand why Georgia O’Keefe moved from New York to Santa Fe after losing her husband, famed photographer Alfred Stieglitz.

To be alone with her art, and with the landscape she loved. Now it all made sense.

I loved the blending of Native American, Latino, White and Asian cultures who peacefully coexisted.

Mucho Gusto

Lamb, chicken and pork on soft corn tortillas were delicious!

Guacamole topped with Serrano ham on top of homemade hearth bread

Guacamole topped with Serrano ham on top of homemade hearth bread

I loved the vibrant colors of the textiles, jewelry, clothing and artwork.

Eating at Sage

Sage Bakehouse, where we ate 3 mornings over 4 days in Santa Fe

Every meal was another adventure in delicious cuisine, whether it was authentic New Mexican or French food, or a small bakery (Sage Bakehouse) where using only organic, farm fresh ingredients is important to them. Their policy of providing leftover food to charities that feed the poor endeared them to me.

Sage Bakehouse

There was so much to explore, and we made a concerted effort to live fully in every moment, savoring each experience together while toasting to the next twenty-five wonderful years together.

With love and thanks,
A Grateful Girl

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