|Number LII entrance, still visible, on Colosseum, Rome.|
But the numbers take me back to my high school days at
We read Virgil's Aenead together in the school library, the beautiful epic poem about the founding of Rome, and we read a little Cicero and Horace because she loved them. We read some in Homer's The Iliad and The Odyssey, too, full of incredible images that have always stayed with me. It was just the two of us. She called me her “little scholar.” This made me feel that I had to try to keep up. She fed me lots of Roman and Greek history, stayed patiently with me while I read in Latin and translated, and encouraged every word along the way. She gave me her copy of Galey’s “Classic Myths,” which I loved, and cherish to this day. Those fantastic classic myths beloved by Joseph Campbell and other scholars. Mrs. Bullock was delighted when I picked out an Ovid love poem on my own and read it to her. I liked Ovid because he wrote about love and not battles, appealing to an 18-year-old girl at the time.