
I recall reading a fair amount of literature by Mark Twain, books, short stories, and such. It seems that most every English teacher I ever encountered thought it de rigueur to include at least a little something — either about him or by him in their curricula.
I must admit, there was a phase in my life when I could totally relate to his writing — the entire ‘Mississippi Riverboat’ persona he emanated from his soul. Later though, not so much.
I enjoyed the book about the Siamese Twins and The Prince and the Pauper. I’ll never know exactly how many times I read Huckleberry Finn and Tom Sawyer. However, the bulk of the rest I read simply fulfilling obligations.
Some of his titles which passed by my face at various levels of concentration included:
- The Adventures of Tom Sawyer
- Adventures of Huckleberry Finn
- The Prince and the Pauper
- A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur’s Court
- Those Extraordinary Twins
- The Celebrated Jumping Frog of Calaveras County
- Old Times on the Mississippi
- Life on the Mississippi
- The Tragedy of Pudd’nhead Wilson
In retrospect I think less of myself for missing the point that reading is an intellectual expansion process and failing to do a lot more of it LONG before I should have.

Samuel Langhorne Clemens
November 30, 1835 – April 21, 1910
Mark Twain was the nom de plume of Mr. Clemens, American author, humorist, observer of life, and raconteur.
He was very worldly for a man of his times and was friends with artists, politicians, royalty, industrialists, and others less known as well.
He enjoyed a level of literary popularity which spanned eras and his work has become the stuff of stage, screen, and innumerable critiques … and book reports!
His was a life he crafted for himself with an inkwell, pen, and paper to which his mind imparted his spin on life and all that he came to see and know.













