*Way too many interesting topics in today's feature!!* :-)
*Eisenhower* and *Teddy Roosevelt* especially, and then when I read of *EE
Cummings'* father's death, Rev Edward Cummings
<http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GRid=96430126>, at the
Ossipee railroad crossing, I've spent "a couple" of hours googling
(generally unsuccessful) for references and images that I thought you might
find interesting. In this link about EE Cummings' home, Joy Farm, in Silver
Lake, New Hampshire <https://cummingsatsilverlake.com/category/joy-farm/> ,
is a quote about his father's death: "a tectonic shift in the focus of his
art was near simultaneous with the deadly car accident that his parents
experienced one winter night at a railroad crossing in Ossipee, NH, in
November of 1926."

Also in the link  Life in rural New Hampshire
<https://paigenicholl.wordpress.com/tag/ee-cummings/>:  "In 1936, Dr.
Cummings was killed when the car he was driving was struck by a train at
the crossing in Ossipee during a blinding snowstorm. "
   References in this forum
<http://www.railroad.net/forums/viewtopic.php?f=77&t=161164&start=0>
regarding Polly's Crossing in Ossipee, NH gave a link to this Google map
view
<https://www.google.com/maps/place/Ossipee+Mountain+Hwy,+West+Ossipee,+NH+03890/@43.8192553,-71.2100862,17z/data=!3m1!4b1!4m5!3m4!1s0x4cb3113b60cfb439:0x6dab6188ed237733!8m2!3d43.8192553!4d-71.2078975>
of the Ossipee crossing area, but no RR view appears.
--*>* :-) *YouTube* search featured nice views of *New Hampshire Northcoast
in Ossipee, NH <https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mToDIzYbxqE> !*

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*i carry your heart with me*
by E. E. Cummings
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i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go, my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
                                                               i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)

"i carry your heart with me" by E.E. Cummings from *Complete Poems:
1904-1962*. © Liveright Publishing Corporation, 1991. Reprinted with
permission. (buy now
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*It's the birthday* of *Dwight D. Eisenhower*
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the 34th president of the United States, born in Denison, Texas in 1890.
His mother was a pacifist, and when he decided to go to West Point for
college, she broke down in tears. He loved being in the military, training
troops; he wrote a letter to a friend and said: "I'm having the time of my
life. Like everyone else in the army, we're up to our necks in work and in
problems, big and little. But this work is fun! . I could not conceive of a
better job." Even though he was a general, he loved to smoke cigarettes and
make small talk with soldiers, and he slept in the trenches with the
privates, and when he traveled by jeep near enemy lines, he preferred to
drive the jeep himself. He said, "An intellectual is a man who takes more
words than necessary to tell more than he knows." And he said, "An atheist
is a man who watches a Notre Dame-Southern Methodist University game and
doesn't care who wins."

And, The older I get, the more I believe in what I can't explain or
understand, even more than the things that are explainable and
understandable.

*It's the birthday* of American poet and playwright *E.E. Cummings
<https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems-and-poets/poets/detail/e-e-cummings?utm_campaign=TWA+Newsletter+for+October+14%2c+2016&utm_medium=email&utm_source=Eloqua&utm_content=The+Writer%27s+Almanac+for+October+14%2c+2016&elqTrackId=51dda0dc8ece4c6a9080f0c351b15a0b&elq=5cd1aac242144328afc5e01cc5abf62f&elqaid=24662&elqat=1&elqCampaignId=21583>*
(1894) (books by this author
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born Edward Estlin Cummings in Cambridge, Massachusetts. His father was a
professor of sociology and political science at Harvard University, and
Cummings grew up around intellectuals, including philosopher Williams
James, who encouraged him to write from an early age. Cummings' family was
Unitarian and he considered himself a pacifist, though he enlisted in World
War I and was sent to France (1917) to serve in the ambulance corps with
his good friend, novelist John Dos Passos.

Cummings' letters home were vociferously anti-war and he was imprisoned in
Orne, Normandy, for almost four months on suspicion of treason. He was kept
in one large room with 30 other prisoners, an experience he later
fictionalized in his novel *The Enormous Room* (1922). His father received
a letter telling him his son was lost at sea and was so distraught he began
writing letters to officials. When he received no answer, he wrote directly
to President Wilson, who was able to locate Cummings. Cummings was very
close to his parents. His poem "my father moved through dooms of love" was
written after his parents were involved in car accident with a locomotive.
Cummings' father was killed instantly, his body cut in half.

Cummings' poems were short and playfully innovative in structure. He
favored concise sentences, lowercase letters, unusual typography, and
acrostics. He liked to invent compound words like "puddle-wonderful" and
"mud-luscious." No one quite knew what to make of his work when his first
collection, *Tulips and Chimneys*, was published in 1923. Literary critic
Helen Vendler found Cummings' poetry exasperating. She said, "What is wrong
with a man who writes like this?"

For more than 40 years and three marriages, E.E. Cummings lived in the same
apartment at #4 Patchin Place in Greenwich Village, New York City. He
traveled often to Paris. He had friends like Marianne Moore, William Carlos
Williams, and John Cheever. He wore Harris Tweed and a collapsible top hat.
His Aunt Jane took most of what little money he had and sent him a carton
of Melba toast in return. He survived giving lectures at colleges and high
schools. He said, "If poetry is your goal, you've got to forget all about
punishments and all about rewards and all about self-styled obligations and
duties and responsibilities."

Most of his poetry collections were self-published until the late 1940s,
when the burgeoning counterculture suddenly discovered him, and his poetry
became quite popular, especially poems like "i carry your heart with me"
and "somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond," which contains his
most famous line, "nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands." At the
time of his death in 1962, he was the second most popular poet in America,
behind Robert Frost.

E.E. Cumming's collections of poetry include *Tulips and Chimneys* (1923),
*&* (1925), *XLI Poems *(1925), and *XAIPE: Seventy-One Poems* (1950).

*It's the birthday* of short-story writer *Katherine Mansfield*
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(books by this author
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born Katherine Mansfield Beauchamp in Wellington, New Zealand, in 1888. She
had affairs with men and women, she traveled deep into the countryside and
lived with the indigenous people of New Zealand, and she published stories
under a variety of pseudonyms, and some of those stories were scandalous.
She wrote *In a German Pension* (1911) and *The Garden Party *(1922).
Mansfield sent a letter to an editor asking for money, and she said, "[I
have] a rapacious appetite for everything and principles as light as my
purse." And she said, "The more you are motivated by love, the more
fearless and free your actions will be." And, "Some couples go over their
budgets very carefully every month. Others just go over them."

*Theodore Roosevelt was shot
<https://www.nps.gov/thrb/learn/historyculture/whoshottr.htm?utm_campaign=TWA+Newsletter+for+October+14%2c+2016&utm_medium=email&utm_source=Eloqua&utm_content=The+Writer%27s+Almanac+for+October+14%2c+2016&elqTrackId=fc01e8f154db4806b9351e0783fe56c5&elq=5cd1aac242144328afc5e01cc5abf62f&elqaid=24662&elqat=1&elqCampaignId=21583>
at a campaign stop on this date in 1912*. Roosevelt had just gotten into a
car outside a Milwaukee hotel when John Schrank, an unemployed
saloonkeeper, shot him with a Colt revolver from a distance of five feet.
Schrank - who believed he had been given orders by the ghost of President
McKinley - had been stalking Roosevelt, and intended to stop him from
pursuing a third term as president. It had been an ugly campaign so far,
with deep division in the Republican Party. Roosevelt left the GOP and ran
as a member of the National Progressive, or "Bull Moose," Party.

The crowd tackled the shooter, but Roosevelt's composure was not ruffled in
the least. He asked Schrank why he'd done it, and turned the man over to
the police when he received no answer. Roosevelt then coughed
experimentally into his hand, and deduced that the bullet had not
penetrated his lungs, because he didn't cough up any blood. He insisted on
proceeding to the Milwaukee Auditorium, where he delivered a 90-minute
speech as scheduled.

He began by calling for quiet, and then told the stunned crowd: "I don't
know whether you fully understand that I have just been shot - but it takes
more than that to kill a Bull Moose." He opened his coat to reveal his
bloodstained shirt, and credited the 50-page speech in his breast pocket
for saving his life. Roosevelt blamed the media for provoking the shooter:
"It is a very natural thing," he said, "that weak and vicious minds should
be inflamed to acts of violence by the kind of awful mendacity and abuse
that have been heaped upon me for the last three months by the papers." He
also predicted that such shootings would become more commonplace, should
the government fail to care for the well-being of all its citizens.

In the end, Roosevelt came in second to Democrat Woodrow Wilson. He
received 27 percent of the vote, the most any third-party candidate has
received in an American presidential election. Schrank's bullet remained
lodged in Roosevelt's rib for the rest of his life.

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