Our first speaker in this year’s Far Away Places series Ricardo Marin Ruiz spoke on cycling in Spain on Thursday, September 21 at Barnes & Noble Bookstore. Ricardo Marin Ruiz is a native of Albacete, a market town located in Southern Spain, where his family has lived for generations in a region immortalized in Cervantes’ Don Quixote de la Mancha.
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After the solar eclipse on August 21, the Manuscripts & Folklife Archives of WKU’s Department of Library Special Collections received many photos and impressions of this rare event for our “Tell Us About Your Eclipse Day” project. Here are a few samples:
Everything just began to look slightly faded, like an old Polaroid photo. It got noticeably cooler as the moon crept across the sun. Crescents appeared in tree-leaved shadows. Streetlights winked on along the streets. — Roxanne Spencer
From Andrea Ford
“The Sun is setting Early!” exclaimed our six year old son; as he watched with wonder, on the solar telescope he helped build. “Dad, will I be around to see the next one?” — Quentin Hughes
From Deana Groves (5th graders, W.R. McNeill Elementary)
I could feel the mist coming off the trees. I’ve noticed this before, the leaves’ expiration–the misting feeling that you get when you walk under trees at dusk. — Sue Ferrell
Around noon, I noticed people clamoring to look out windows in the Hancock Tower in downtown Chicago. I ran outside to meet some friends and scarf down my lunch, all while staring upward at the eclipse. . . . There were a ton of people gathered around on the streets and sidewalks, but amazingly life went on throughout Michigan Avenue. — Aaron Straka
Eclip? Eclip? Dark. . . dark. . . dark. . . sky! Moon a bye bye! Sun. . . color black! — Penny Nimmo, age 2-1/2
From Rebecca Nimmo
I love[d] the sound of cheering by the kids in Smith Stadium and those who were on South Lawn. That was simply awesome. — Andrea Ford
Moments before totality the street lamps came on, dragonflies swarmed the grassy parks of Reservoir Hill, the crickets began to chirp and the sound of the cicadas grew deafening. The air became cooler and the winds picked up. The quality of the light was unreal–like the strange, luminous glow that falls upon the treetops just after a thunderstorm. — Marla Zubel
From William Sledge
As quickly as night fell, morning came. We witnessed a new day twice on August 21st. I was in awe of the flocks of birds flying from the trees to welcome the “morning.” My internal clock had me feeling strange, yet peaceful in those moments. — Mary Johnson
Anticipation can sometimes overshadow the actual occurrence. Not this time. — Lorraine Baushke
From Larry Isenberg
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