I have just
finished reading Mornings on Horseback by David McCullough. It’s a remarkable book about the youth of
Theodore Roosevelt and the family and friends who shaped his character. It is about 400 pages long plus another 100 +
pages of prologue and Footnotes It gives a fascinating insight into the
lifestyle and mores of wealthy Victorians.
It begins in a time
before telephones and radios or TV.
People of means would spend their evening reading, and socializing with
one another. They were prolific letter
writers, and were constantly dashing off pages to their friends and relatives
about almost every positive detail of their lives. Even children as young as five or six
regularly wrote letters. The tone of
these letters is one of constant love and optimism. People openly wrote of their affection for
one another in long flowery passages which would seem infantile and gushy by
today’s standards. Nor is there ever a
hint of any strong negative feelings the writer might be having. They might, for example, express concern that
someone was ill, but would never express their prolonged grief or despair over
a loved one one’s death, or a relatives decline into alcoholism. Nor would they ever mention negative
happening like the loss of a fortune.
Life it seems was to be appreciated for the goodness and joy it
brought. Any other aspect one was simply
supposed to put up and shut up about.
The amazing thing
is how many of these letters have been preserved. (Most of the text for this book was drawn
from letters written by the family to one another). When one considers that a letter might be
handed off to a passing stranger who would volunteer to take it to a town 70
miles away, or that it might take two to three months to be delivered if the
recipient was traveling, it is amazing some of the letters ever reached their
destination, much less were kept and preserved intact for us to read. If I have learned anything from this book it
is the power of the positive influence that family members can have on future
generation if they take the time to communicate with them.
About eighteen
years old Theodore Roosevelt (top left) with brother Elliott, sister Corinne
and family friend Edith (who would later become his second wife).
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