Cork, Ireland. I’ve been there, and nineteenth century hymn writer George Wade Robinson (1838-1876) was born and grew up there. He later went to college in Dublin and became a pastor poet in Ireland and in England (Dublin, Dudley, Brighton, and Southampton). In addition to hymn lyrics, he also wrote sonnets and other poems and published some sermons in a book called The Philosophy of the Atonement and Other Sermons.

I don’t know if his poems were any good, nor have I read his sermons to see if they are helpful or even orthodox. But I have always loved the hymn, Loved With Everlasting Love, aka I Am His, and He Is Mine. I especially like the idea in the second stanza that our union with Christ gives us eyes to see the beauty of His creation in a new way. And Robinson pictures the rest we have in Christ in stanza three in a beautiful and immediate way. (Some might criticize the lyrics as sentimental, “Jesus is my boyfriend” words and thoughts, but I think there is plenty of precedent in Scripture for picturing the Lord, not as a boyfriend, but as the Eternal Lover of our souls.)

Then, the last verse which reminds us of the soaring words of Romans 8:38-39: For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers,  neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.

Unfortunately, I couldn’t find a video to embed that presented all four verses of the hymn and that used the lovely tune that was written for this hymn by James Mountain, also a nineteenth century pastor and evangelist. (There’s a more modern tune setting that I thought was . . . forgettable.) This version was well done even though he left out the second stanza, my favorite.

We were singing hymns at a small group meeting last night, and I requested this one. I had no idea that it would be unknown to everyone there other than me and Engineer Husband. We managed to sing it, and I think everyone enjoyed the “new” hymn. I certainly did.

The theme for this week at Nonfiction November is Fiction/nonfiction pairings. I thought I’d do a variation on the theme and pair nonfiction books with movies and TV series. After all, cinema is story, too.

First up, is the Landmark title, The World’s Greatest Showman: The Life of P.T. Barnum by J. Bryan which is the book I read after watching The Greatest Showman, of course. The real story of P.T. Barnum’s life is quite a bit different from the movie version, but the movie has its own charm.

I watched the first few episodes of the series, TURN: Washington’s Spies, but the whole thing was a bit too slow-moving (too many interlocking parts) and violent for me (I know, war is violent, but screen violence gets to me whereas I can usually manage to read about it without bailing.). The series is based on a nonfiction book, Washington’s Spies: The Story of America’s First Spy Ring by Alexander Rose, that I may pick up at some point. But in the meantime, I suggest Spies of the Revolution by Katherine and John Bakeless, a children’s/young adult book, but a good introduction to the subject nevertheless.

Endeavor, a British police drama set in Oxford, is one of my favorites right now, and it even had an episode featuring Lewis and Tolkien and the Inklings. For nonfiction with an Oxford flair, I’ve read several biographies of individual Inklings and of the group, but the books I’m looking forward to reading are Bandersnatch: C.S. Lewis, J.R.R. Tolkien, and the Creative Collaboration of the Inklings by Diana Glyer and Tolkien and the Great War by John Garth. Of course, the latter book also pairs nicely with the 2019 movie Tolkien, which I’ve not seen yet.

I’m looking forward to seeing the Tom Hanks movie about Mister Rogers, A Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood. I watched the documentary, Won’t You Be My Neighbor?, also about Fred Rogers’ life, a few months ago. For books to pair with these, The Good Neighbor: The Life and Work of Fred Rogers by Maxwell King looks like a good read, and there’s a lovely looking picture book biography, Hello, Neighbor! The Kind and Caring World of Mr. Rogers by Matthew Cordell. I’d really like to read both books, and I’d be interested to hear your thoughts if you’ve read either of them.

American Kingpin: The Epic Hunt for the Criminal Mastermind Behind the Silk Road by Nick Bilton.

Criminal, yes. Mastermind, not so much. I won’t spoil the story by telling you all about the man at the center of it, twenty something drug proponent and libertarian, Ross Ulbricht. Suffice it to say, he was able to elude identification and capture by multiple law enforcement agencies for a long time, not because he was such genius and master criminal, but rather because he was operating on the cutting edges of technology and the internet (the so-called dark web), and the afore-mentioned law enforcement agencies didn’t have the expertise to understand what he was doing exactly and how to catch him for a good while.

He called himself The Dread Pirate Roberts, Princess Bride allusion intended. He hoped to escape detection by pretending that he had turned his entire operation over to a new “Dread Pirate” long before the law caught up with him. It makes one wonder how many more cyber-criminals are out there justifying their grubby crimes by spouting idealistic juvenile propaganda about freedom and libertarian poppycock.

There’s also an episode in the book in which an associate of Ullbricht is invited to an evangelical church and “gets saved.” Unfortunately, she doesn’t seem to been taught about sin and repentance and actually following Christ in obedience because she continues to engage in illicit sex and the production of pornography. It’s this kind of cheap conversion and Christianity that gives conversion itself a bad name and makes people think they can accept the love of Christ without acknowledging His Lordship over all of life. Another character in the book is an alleged follower of Christ who also becomes a corrupt cop and a thief. The book doesn’t have much good to say about the power of Christ to change lives.

Albricht himself grew up in Austin, Texas in a normal, middle-class home. Why did his path lead to his becoming the ultimate free-trading criminal of the Dark Web, creating a website called Silk Road where people could buy and sell not only drugs but also guns, hacking software, forgeries, counterfeit cash, and poisons freely and without limits? Again, it seems to have been the power even more than the money he was making that went to Ulbricht’s head. Why? I’m not sure.

American Kingpin is a fascinating look at the career and downfall of a man with more ambition than sense as well as telling the story of the law enforcement officers who found and captured Ulbricht and put an end to his overweening pride and plan to “change the world.” The idea that anyone should be free to put anything one wants into one’s own body, regardless of the consequences, is flawed, and as this story, shows, complete individual liberty leads to license and to chaos and even to death.

Painter, writer, naturalist, and founder of the Boy Scouts of America, Ernest Thompson Seton was self-taught as a boy both in art and in biology before he was able to get a solid education in both subjects later in young adulthood. His father wanted him him to be an artist because he saw more future in that profession than in Ernest’s chosen vocation of naturalist. Eventually, Mr. Seton combined the two talents he had for art and scientific study of nature to paint and write about the animals he studied in the wild.

Ernest Thompson Seton’s father seems to have been rather a tyrant and an unhappy man. When Ernest turned twenty-one, his father presented Ernest with a bill for the cost of his upbringing–room, board, education, even the cost for the family doctor who attended his birth–and told him that he had a duty to repay his parents every cent that they had spent on him. Ernest eventually repaid the “debt”, and he also changed his surname to Seton, that of his grandfather, because of his desire to distance himself from his tyrannical father. He sent checks home when he could, but made them payable to his mother, whom Ernest adored.

As an adult, Ernest became first a student of nature, and then a writer and artist who chronicled his stories and studies for others. He took thousands of photographs of animals and their habitats, collected specimens of birds and animal skins, and drew detailed pictures of the animals he observed. He then wrote a number of books about birds, animals, woodcraft, and other natural history topics. His Book of Woodcraft and Indian Lore became the basis for what was called the Woodcraft movement, whose aim was to “develop manhood through the proper direction of play, emphasizing the essential aspects of body and mind as well as spirit.” He influenced and gave his materials to Baden-Powell, founder of the Boy Scouts in England, and when that movement came to America Seton was invited to become Chief Scout and his Woodcrafters were incorporated into the Boy Scouts of America. (Unfortunately, there was a disagreement between Seton and the Boy Scouts leadership, and Seton was basically disinvited to be a part of the Boy Scout organization.)

This biography by Shannon and Warren Garst is an excellent introduction to the life and work of Ernest Thompson Seton. I would recommend it to boys who are involved in Boy Scouts as well as Trail Life participants and others who are interested in nature study and the history of popular biology and nature writing. I really had no idea what an influential man Ernest Thompson Seton was, and any Boy Scout or Trail Life USA member would do well to know more about the roots of their organization and its heritage.

Orion Kwirk is sure he was adopted. Or maybe he’s a space alien that got grafted into the Kwirk family. His mother studies the stars and worries about germs and accidents why too much. Rion’s father makes weird-flavored jellybeans for a living and explains scientific concepts for way too long. One sister is a drama queen, and the other is a word collector and academic star. But Rion’s somewhat estranged grandfather is the quirkiest of all the Kwirks.

This story is a little too snarky for my tastes. Rion needs an attitude adjustment from the point of view of a sixty year old grandmother (me). But he does end up growing and learning and maybe even changing his attitude over the course of the book. And Papa Kwirk, the sort of hero of the story, also becomes more understandable and sympathetic by the novel’s end. So there’s that.

The characters in the story were believable (except for the name which is just a little too apropos), and at the same time quirky. The situation, Papa Kwirk’s death and subsequent parting wishes and post-death instructions, edges over into unbelievable at times, but it’s funny and enlightening. The moral of the story is “don’t judge a book by its cover”, or “there’s often more to a person or relationship than meets the eye.” Papa Quirk failed Rion’s dad when that dad was a boy, but maybe there’s more to the story than even Rion’s dad knows. This book could make readers look at family members and others in a new way, with more compassion and understanding, reserving judgment and giving mercy and forgiveness.

The book does have some mild profanity, and the treatment of religion is respectful, but syncretic—the all roads lead to God in the end sort of thing. Nevertheless, Mr. Anderson’s story about a father and his son and the son’s eccentric grandfather touched a nerve as I was reading, partly because I recently experienced the death of a family member myself. I would recommend it as a funny story and for the development of empathy and understanding.