“…we loved with a love that was more than love…”
~ Edgar Allan Poe
Tomorrow I am teaching Edgar Allan Poe's short story "William Wilson." While I was digging through some of my papers, I found an article my dad saved for me from AAA Magazine in 2014. I scanned it so my students could read it. It's short and reads like a travelogue but I thought maybe it would inspire one of them to go up to see Poe's grave in Baltimore.
This inspired me to look in my old anthology of Poe where I have all these amazing article clippings that my dad has saved for me over the years. I have clippings from the early 1990s (90, 91, 92, 94)... I have a few where silly-me removed the date. Sigh. Oh well. They're all about the Poe Toaster and it's neat to go through and read about the mystery.
On Saturday, I went to Poe's birthday bash as the Richmond Poe Museum. It's always fun and at this point I know many of the people who work there so it's like family. They change their exhibits often so there is always something cool to see.
Tonight I’m a bit sentimental as I peruse these articles remembering how much my dad has always shown me that he cares… usually it involves paper and a red pen mark denoting that the item is to be placed in a pile to be saved for me.