I wrote, in the first column about local history of early Superior some time back, and received responses to my effort. One from Minneapolis was from a former University of Wisconsin-Superior student who reads the Telegram and emailed me. He offered to send me a book his father had on that subject so today’s piece is primarily from that book of Clifford Anderson. Some excerpts follow from that book. It was published in 1893, with reports by the city statistician. I think they will be of interest to many readers:
Most of us, at first blush, would say there are important aspects, as we move through life. I use Google for a more accurate description. They see the difference as temporary or longer lasting: Joy is temporary; happiness is feeling. Fear is temporary; worry is feeling. Enthusiasm is temporary; contentment is feeling. Anger is temporary; bitterness is feeling. Lust is temporary; love is feeling.
Were they really good old days? If not, why do we old fogies so often refer to them as such? I believe that really is a sign of a healthy mind. Why? Because healthy minds are often happier people who remember the bright side of past days, while less positive minds, remember the not so good times, the dark side. In any case, that is the perception I’ve lived with for 90 years.
My wife receives a magazine by Minnesota Women’s Press Inc. She shared the following poem by Margaret Shryer. It seemed to me that it should be included in one of these Aging columns. (A number of women Telegram readers have told me they read this column regularly; I thanked them sincerely for their encouraging words.)
Bernie Hughes I believe that persistence — don’t give up — is a great factor in the success of people. Following are some examples: Albert Einstein was 4 years old before he could speak and 7 before he could read. Winston Churchill failed the equivalent of sixth grade in school. A newspaper editor fired Walt Disney because he had "no good ideas."
I was told, by a reliable source that there hasn’t been much recent comment on Superior history in our news media for some time. I’ve lived in Superior for 46 years, never taught history but liked it enough to make Superior my permanent home. I’ve tried locating sources that would make me more knowledgeable about Superior history; haven’t had great luck, especially in recent years.
The time has come, and is actually overdue, for my thanks to the Superior Telegram for publishing these columns. I first wrote in the 1970s as a member of the Superior School Board. As vice chairman and a college professor at the University of Wisconsin-Superior in school administration, and having taught and served as school superintendent in Montana for 21 years, and having advanced degrees, I thought I knew something about public education. I did, but learned a good deal more during the next 19 years here in Superior.
When I volunteered for the U.S. Army on Dec. 10, 1942, I had absolutely no doubt about the value of military service. At 18 years old, with Jews being tormented and slaughtered in Germany, there was never a doubt. That war cried out to be fought. I enlisted in the Army Reserve, which permitted me to complete the second half of my first year of college. I didn’t report to Fort McClellan, Alabama for infantry basic training until June 1943.
Too often, good teachers who work hard to help students achieve to their ability are criticized — just imagine having 30 kids in your home. I’ve had some education experience as a middle and high school teacher for six years, 11 years as a public school administrator and 19 as a college professor. Let me profess here a bit today.
I’ve been writing this aging column for some time. I finally feel old enough to say what aging is. I feel when you pass age 90, you must, at least, have an inkling. I’ve had lots of help along the way.