There is a segment in the
closing pages of SEABISCUIT in which the author answers questions put to
her by a newspaper columnist. I think this portion of the volume touched me as
much as the manuscript itself.
The columnist asks her about
her early influences and literary models; who they were, and how they effected
her. She gives an unexpected answer.
Laura responds:
“I think I decided I wanted
to be a writer one summer afternoon in my childhood, when the neighborhood pool
I was swimming in was temporarily closed due to lightning. I snatched up my
towel and huddled on a big porch with the other kids, waiting out the storm. A
man I had never seen before sat down on a plastic lawn chair near me,
brought out an illustrated copy of The Rime of the Ancient Mariner and
offered to read it. Most of the kids left, but two or three of us
stayed to listen, sitting cross-legged on the floor around him. As he read, I
fell so deeply into the narrative that the thunderstorm around me seemed to be
rushing out of the words themselves. My head was ringing with those words as I
walked home. I never knew who this man was, but I never really got over that
day.”
I think the last paragraph
is almost magical. I found myself weeping as I read it. For this is a marvelous
example of what I’ve always called “Moment Ministry.” And to think that this
“man without a name” had the awesome privilege of impacting a child who would
become one of the great writers of our time! “The man with no name” found
himself in a momentary time and place to influence a few, and for his great
love of literature gave unselfishly of himself, with no agenda other than his
love for words, and the audience who could be influenced by them. Even if that
audience was just a few children by a
pool on a stormy day.
And oh how this nameless
fellow influenced young Laura Hillenbrand.
*You know by now how
fascinated I am with “those who have come before us” and “the passing of the
baton.” We literally stand on the shoulders of giants, who in turn stood on the
shoulders of giants. History is replete with stories of how one caring person
impacted another who impacted the next.
And as with the “man at the
pool”, it has always been true of “those without names”, as it was ever true of
“the notables” and “the greats.”
*I think Laura Hillenbrand
“wrestled with demons” and won. I think she has a great deal to teach us about
the tenacity that we must possess to overcome the tenaciousness of life itself.
You see, Laura experienced
food poisoning in 1987, and developed a rare and life-long reaction to this
illness; Chronic Fatigue Syndrome, with additional symptoms of Vertigo.
She says:
“Writing this book was
immensely important to me, but my illness made it very hard. I had to accept
that there would be a large physical price to pay for undertaking this project,
and that I would have to pare away the rest of my life to save my strength for
what I wanted to do”
and
“There were days when it was
almost impossible to move, but I usually found something I still had strength
to do. If I was too dizzy to write, I did interviews. If I was too weak to sift
through books, I sat still and wrote. Sometimes I worked while in bed, lying on
my back and scribbling on a pad with my eyes closed. Though it was hard to do
this, there was never a point at which I became discouraged. These subjects
were just too captivating for me to ever consider abandoning the project. The
price I paid was steep. Within hours of presenting the manuscript to the
publishers, my health collapsed completely.”
*I think that too few ever
really comprehend the sacrifices of the giants on whose shoulders we stand.
*And we are their
present-day surrogates on the earth. Once having started the journey, we will
never be content “sitting on the sidelines just watching the parade go by.
*But it’s not only about
denying self and sacrificial offerings. There is such reward, often more
intangible and felt, than tangible and touchable, in our earthly service.
And Laura concludes:
“As difficult as the illness
made the writing and research process, I think I also have it to thank for
spurring me into the project. Being sick has truncated my life dramatically,
drastically narrowing the possibilities for me. For fifteen years, I have had
very little contact with the world. The illness left me very few avenues for
achievement, or for connecting with people. Writing is my ‘salvation’; the one
little area of my life where I can still reach
out into the world and create something that
will remain after I am gone. It enables me to define myself as a writer instead of a sick person.”
By William McDonald, PhD w/ excerpts from a interview with the writer of "Seabiscuit," Laura Hillenbrand
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