A Few of My Favorite Things

Tradition comes up a lot this time of year. From giving presents, to making resolutions, winter holds many rituals. For me, I try to set goals for myself. It’s a subtle difference, but I find that a goal is much easier for me to achieve than a “resolution.” Another advantage of goal-setting is that I’m less disappointed when my best laid plans go awry, and am more prone to pick them back up the following year. Enter 2015.

I’m banking on 2015 being the year of “follow through” for me. For this blog, the timing really could not be better. As the sesquicentennial commemorations of Lincoln’s life come to a close, I’m curious to see if there is any shift in the quality, or quantity, of cultural portrayals of our 16th President. While I will have to wait and see how it all plays out, for now, I will appreciate some good old fashioned TDIH:

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150 years ago today, Lincoln was celebrating the new year a day late because another tradition (observing the sabbath) took precedent. Traditions may overlap, but they always maintain.

As I embark on yet another year of accomplishing goals and establishing traditions, I’ll conclude with one of my favorite Lincolnspirations attributed to the man himself:

“Things may come to those who wait, but only the things left by those who hustle.”

Happy New Year – and I hope to see much more of this world in 2015.

11 Tweets to Gettysburg

It would only take 11 tweets to tweet out the whole Gettysburg address.

And so with that in mind in only makes sense to take a minute to review the speech (and it really only takes that long to review the Gettysburg Address) on this it’s 149th anniversary. Always fun to keep in mind that Lincoln himself did not initially believe would be such a hit – were those words the first document instance of a #humblebrag or what? 😉

Check out the video above, linked to the C-SPAN video library and posted earlier today by the great folks over at C-SPAN’s American History TV — and listen to those words.

Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent a new nation, conceived in liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal.

Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation, so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great battle-field of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field, as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this.

But, in a larger sense, we can not dedicate, we can not consecrate, we can not hallow this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us—that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion—that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain—that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom—and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth.

Launching a Dream.

Today I have launched a dream. That dream has taken the form of a collection of Abraham Lincoln stuff.

Although I desperately wanted the title of the blog to be a pun on Lincoln Logs (Lincoln bLogs?) I figured that may be a little heavy handed and “The Honest Abe Blog” would do.

The photo above was taken when I accidentally “met” President Lincoln on 7/4/2008. The moment took me by surprise — one doesn’t necessarily wake up and expect to meet a former President (or a former President impersonator) — but I was lucky enough to have that happen AND to have my digital camera with me when it happened. Interestingly enough this chance encounter took place at the corner ofLincoln & Altgeld in Chicago.

See you next week, Lincoln lovers.