When my young daughter got chickenpox in 1997, I knew I was in trouble. The virus can be serious when it affects adults, and I was struck down with blisters, a high fever, and body aches so bad I felt like I had been pierced by a quiver of arrows.
The only bright spot was a call from David McCullough, the Pulitzer Prize-winning historian who died Sunday at the age of 89. When I picked up the phone and heard McCullough on the line, I assumed I was delirious. There was no reason for a famous author to call me, and it would have been easy for my overheated brain to conjure up McCullough’s avuncular voice. Thanks to his TV ventures, McCullough’s velvety baritone was a cultural force that struck just the right note of seriousness and seriousness. His work on Ken BurnsPBS’ series Civil War and American Experience essentially made him our national storyteller. It sounded like the story itself, deep and radiant, but unmistakably human.
https://www.wsj.com/articles/a-sickbed-call-from-our-national-narrator-david-mccullough-89-rip-american-history-jefferson-adams-tv-11659992108 A Sickbed Call From Historian David McCullough