I've returned to The Book of Qualities, by J Ruth Gentler once again to meet the needs of one of the senior students in my little Writing From Memory class I'm currently teaching in my local community center. This little volume personifies various concepts and personality traits. The particular student "in need" seems to be fixated on writing about her past relationships. Apparently, there were many. I'm OK with that. I only hope that she picks a few qualities that are as revealing about herself as those that might describe her Ex's. There is much to be learned by writing about a quality. The aforementioned book seems to have survived well over the years. I first encountered it and its author way back in the late 1970s. I took a journal writing workshop from her. Then, a few years later, her book came out and I introduced these writing exercises to my students. 11th grade Juniors seemed to do the best with it. ...
I've never had a nickname. Although, for a brief period, during my Little League years I was called "greenie" for a time. That didn't stick into adolescence and adulthood. There was, however, another brief moment in time when I actually did have a nickname. Here's the story. At age 20, in my junior year of college, I became obsessed with the Blues. Blues music, blues history, blues singers, blues records. It was a perfect unity of aesthetic experience that created this passion. The first ethnic studies classes offered at UCLA played an important part. My midterm for what was then called "Negro History" was to write a paper on a topic relevant to the coursework. I chose the subject of the Blues and how it reflected import events and experiences in African American history and culture. At the time, the burgeoning folk and rock music scene was also evolving. Being in Los Angeles helped too. At a small, now iconic...