Cleaning can lead to unforseen treasures. Several years ago, tucked away in my hope chest, I found a small cloth-covered book inherited through my father. The battered book had loose pages, long broken away from their binding. Inside I found beautiful, script-written sonnets and love poems written by Herman Young,my grandfather.<\/p>\n
Herman died decades before my birth. I don’t remember seeing his photo or hearing anyone talk about his personality. I always assumed the Augustana Luthern minister to be a tight-lipped father of 5 who kept busy with parishioners. I pictured him in profile, quiet and serious; probably sporting a moustache or beard.<\/p>\n
Having read his impressive number of missives, I find myself visualizing him in a different light. The man was a romantic. His sonnets express love, dreams and angst. I wish I had met him; I doubt those qualities were visible to any save his wife, until now.<\/p>\n
A couple of years ago I turned his sonnets into a small volume printed at Third Place Books expresso press. The printer took great pains to emulate the original cover. I applaud his efforts.\u00a0 Since then, I’ve had many people comment on the quality of his writing. He truly was a great poet. I’m glad his work is now in a form that can be shared by more than his surviving family.<\/p>\n
If you wish to purchase his book of poetry entitled, Sonnets for Ambrosia,<\/em> please contact me directly through this blog and my website, or purchase it from Third Place Books.<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Cleaning can lead to unforseen treasures. Several years ago, tucked away in my hope chest, I found a small cloth-covered book inherited through my father. The battered book had loose pages, long broken away from their binding. Inside I found beautiful, script-written sonnets and love poems written by Herman Young,my grandfather. Herman died decades before my birth. I don’t remember seeing his photo or hearing anyone talk about his personality. I always assumed the Augustana Luthern minister to be a tight-lipped father of 5 who kept busy with parishioners. I pictured him in profile, quiet and serious; probably sporting a...<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13,14,171],"tags":[172],"class_list":["post-45","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-musings","category-new-works","category-sonnets-for-ambrosia","tag-sonnets"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/paddyeger.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/45","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/paddyeger.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/paddyeger.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/paddyeger.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/paddyeger.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=45"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/paddyeger.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/45\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1223,"href":"https:\/\/paddyeger.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/45\/revisions\/1223"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/paddyeger.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=45"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/paddyeger.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=45"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/paddyeger.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=45"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}