Not to be seen

David McCullough (1933-2022)

“Climb the mountain not to plant your flag, but to embrace the challenge, enjoy the air and behold the view. Climb it so you can see the world, not so the world can see you.”
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“And read… read all the time… read as a matter of principle, as a matter of self-respect. Read as a nourishing staple of life.”

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“There’s the New Millennium technology craze . . . holy moly, is there ever . . . the breathless infatuation with hi-def, 3D, 5G, glued to the hand, glued to the ear, twenty-first-century cyber gee-whizzery. They’re coming at us so fast—the gizmos, the doodads, the gimcracks, the wonderments—so ubiquitously, so overwhelmingly, we’ve not yet found how best to wrangle each new miracle into genuine usefulness.”

— David McCullough, immensely popular American historian. Over the years, he had residences in Boston’s Back neighborhood, Martha’s Vineyard, Camden, Maine, and Hingham, Mass., where he died.

The Old Ship Church, in Hingham. Built in 1681, it’s the only surviving 17th Century New England Puritan church.