Martha Brown writes about Stevie (Mary's) teaching
Memories, MSE Teacher 3.05.01
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part of letter from Martha Brown, July 20, 2000
Last night I read Rick’s (Hawley) article about his new book on the human soul:
When I came to the part dealing with “We few, we happy few” and being “transportingly in the traces,” all I could think of was our work at Hawken—yours and mine. Others, of course, but in the main, ours—all those trips over the years to Williamsburg with sixty anxious seventh graders, our combined love and teaching thereto of Odysseus, T.H. White, Merlyn and S.P.A. (Socrates, Plato, Aristotle); your study skills which doubtless oil their exalted careers; and daily, even now, pruning my own writings with a “jaundiced MSE eye.” Twenty years of being “the happy few.”
I think the two of us did matter to Hawken and that in our work we came to what Rick describes here so beautifully, our own friendship, which continues to mean much to me. Work, good work, does transport. And the fellow travelers in it find a fellowship different and deeper than others.
We found it…or at least I thought so.
Love, Martha
(the following goes somewhere within this portion, perhaps at beginning or end)
part of letter from Martha Brown, July 20, 2000
Last night I read Rick’s (Hawley) article about his new book on the human soul:
When I came to the part dealing with “We few, we happy few” and being “transportingly in the traces,” all I could think of was our work at Hawken—yours and mine. Others, of course, but in the main, ours—all those trips over the years to Williamsburg with sixty anxious seventh graders, our combined love and teaching thereto of Odysseus, T.H. White, Merlyn and S.P.A. (Socrates, Plato, Aristotle); your study skills which doubtless oil their exalted careers; and daily, even now, pruning my own writings with a “jaundiced MSE eye.” Twenty years of being “the happy few.”
I think the two of us did matter to Hawken and that in our work we came to what Rick describes here so beautifully, our own friendship, which continues to mean much to me. Work, good work, does transport. And the fellow travelers in it find a fellowship different and deeper than others.
We found it…or at least I thought so.
Love, Martha