I have always liked Jimmy Carter. He may have been an ineffective president in many ways—and he faced some pretty complicated issues—but I have considered him to be the most genuinely principled man to hold that office in my lifetime. I don't want to start a debate here about the Shah, Nicaragua, the hostage crisis, thermostats, or the Panama Canal, but anyone who looks at Carter's life to-date must come away with the impression of a good and decent man. The work he's done post-presidency, through the Carter Center, through Habitat for Humanity, has transformed untold lives here, and abroad.
Plains, Georgia is quaint, and the National Historic Site is scattered in and around the town. There's the train depot, which was campaign headquarters in 1976. There's Billy's gas station. Outside of town is the boyhood farm, where you can peer into young Jimmy's bedroom. The old high school is the Visitor Center. A film is shown in the classic auditorium, where Jimmy and future wife Rosalynn were called to daily assemblies (assemblies including prayer in those days). The hallways and classrooms of the high school are devoted to exhibits of the Carters' lives, from childhood, to the White House, and beyond.
|Jimmy feeding a colt on the farm [from the NPS website]|
The early lives of our presidents have always fascinated me, and Carter's story is uniquely, quintessentially American. I was so moved by the book, and a life well lived, that when I finished reading I penned a letter to the former president. It's the very first time I've written to an erstwhile Leader of the Free World, and I naturally had no expectation that he would ever read it. I complimented him on his book, and the important work he's done.
One thing in particular I was curious about was whether people growing up in Plains, and Americus, in the 20's and 30's—particularly school children—ever heard about the notorious Civil War prison down the road at Andersonville (MacKinlay Kantor's Pulitzer Prize-winning novel, Andersonville, was not published till 1955). Was it spoken of in polite company? Was there a local version of events to account for it? I mailed my letter to Jimmy Carter on May 14.
Astonishingly, on July 2 I received a letter back, the original of mine in the margin of which Mr. Carter scribbled a note. I got my answer and I'm satisfied with it.
Really agree with your sentiments on Carter and Plains.
Having been to Plains twice it is a really neat place. I really liked how they had preserved his old school that he went to.
Plains does seem like a snapshot from the past -- very American. It's neat that the Carters still live there, right off the main drag, and that he teaches Sunday School every so often (they post a schedule for that). A ranger told me he drops in at the visitor center from time to time.
I think their house, which they have lived in since they built it, will become part of the NHP when they're gone.
No, I never managed to get through the Kantor book, though I tried a few times. Maybe I should try again, now that a few decades have passed.
Great question for the President, and interesting to see his answer. I also wonder, though, what 25 miles in rural Georgia seemed like in the 1930's?
I strongly recommend to anyone who gets the chance to visit Plains to see one of Carter's Sunday School lessons in Plains. My wife and I went a couple of years ago, and it was a great experience. He's a great and humble teacher, to be sure, but to hear him toss in the occasional story about North Korea or one of his humanitarian missions was a real thrill. He and his wife were also very gracious and we got a great picture with them. Go if you can!
This is fantastic!
Michael, he taught Sunday School on the weekend we were in Americus, and I deeply regret not taking the opportunity to meet him them. But I was thrilled with the personal response to my letter.
Michael -- good point about the distant mileage in that era. Andersonville was a long haul from Americus, and Plains was in the opposite direction from there.
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