We want to thank Susan Staker, aka “Nate’s mom,” for her stint as a guest blogger. I’m not sure which took more courage, Nate asking his mother to blog or Susan agreeing to do so, but from my vantage point, I think the answer is “Susan agreeing.” Susan’s thoughtful and reflective posts have made the site itself more thoughtful and reflective. Without being confrontational, she’s asked questions that make us think.
We also want to welcome a new guest blogger, Richard Bushman. If you don’t already know who Richard is, you should. Husband of Claudia Bushman (a former guest blogger), professor of history at Columbia University, author of books on New England history, the history of American ideas and practices of gentility, and LDS history, with a particular interest in Joseph Smith. But perhaps Richard’s most notable quality is his humanity. He is not only a brilliant scholar, he is a gentle and kind person.
Thanks Susan, it was great having you here.
And I’m very much looking forward to Richard Bushman’s posts.
Having Prof. Bushman here as a guest blogger is a great idea. I look forward to his insightful posts and thoughts.
Thanks Susan. A couple of good discussions ensued. And to factor in the underoos info I think the weightier portion now lies with Nate. ;-)
I can’t tell you how excited I am to have Richard Bushman with us. I would love it if Jim were to engage him in a conversation on postmodernism. :-)
Kevin, I’m not sure what the question is, but if you will pose it, I’ll be happy to respond. I’ll bet that Richard will to, as his time allows.
In fact, Kevin, if you’ll email me something about what you have in mind, I’ll try to turn it into a blog thread.
Thanks again to Nate’s Mom for visiting.
Thanks for the opportunity to blog. I feel a bit like a visitor from another planet. But it was fun. I’m told by my son-in-law that the comment about Nate’s life as spiderman was a bit unfair. If that’s so, Nate, I apologize (and take it back).
Thanks for the many fine comments Susan.
Personally I think Underoos were simply a marvelous thing. What could be better for a three-year old boy than to go to sleep knowing that he was, as attested by his wardrobe, a super-hero!
I was the Incredible Hulk (who could take Spidey in a New York minute).
And isn’t it interesting that for some of us even now, what we wear under our clothes can still be a reminder of who we fervently wish to be?
Susan, thanks. I really liked your style. I hope you’ll stick around and comment.