The late Robert James Waller would have been 78 today. He was born on August 1, 1939, in Charles City, Iowa. In my post below on the day of his passing (March 10, 2017), I commented on him and his contributions to the world; we would be poorer without the literary, musical, and academic gifts he shared. If the novel “The Bridges of Madison County” were all that he gave us, it would have been more than enough.
In March, Robert, you set forth on the ultimate journey. If you could, I know you would write an essay to describe the wonders now surrounding you, and you’d share it with us, perhaps in the pages of the Des Moines Register newspaper. I’d be pleased to see just one more byline with your name on it. But we must be content with the words and music you left us. And we are.
Perhaps I will see a peregrine today, or I can let my face be caressed by the warm southern winds as I hear a distant train. There will be a waltz running through my mind.
You were my friend, and my hero. Happy Birthday, Robert. I would have sent a card, but I don’t know the address.