Agnes and Me

/ Tracy Abell

Agnes has apparently given up on writing her first novel.  Or maybe not.  Perhaps she’s hunkered down in fierce concentration as she writes the story of beautiful, beautiful Magdalena.  Only Agnes knows.

I wanted to share a little story about Agnes and me.  Back in May of 2003, I had the wonderful opportunity to go to Iowa City for the summer session of Iowa Writers’ Workshop with Marilynne Robinson.  I stayed at the Brown Street Inn for those three weeks.  A nice older man, R, and his wife were also there, acting as caretakers whenever the owners had to leave.  Every morning I’d go for a run along the Iowa River and then shower before heading down to the kitchen for breakfast.  R was always there, reading the paper but ready for conversation. 

It was just two months since the U.S. invaded Iraq and R most definitely supported the Bush administration.  Our views and opinions were in direct opposition so we’d touch on the issue of Iraq and then tiptoe along to other topics.  One of my efforts at diplomacy was to share the Agnes strips with him.  At first R was just being a good sport about it; he’d read the strips and laugh, often sounding more puzzled than amused.  But before long R was greeting me in the mornings with “Tracy, Agnes is really funny today!”

Fast forward to the summer of 2004 when my family took a cross-country car trip.  When we planned the trip, I lobbied to go through Iowa City and was thrilled when I was able to reserve the top-floor suite at the Brown Street Inn.  I wanted my family to meet all the wonderful people who’d been so kind and supportive during my stay.

We arrived late that afternoon, tired and crabby from the long drive.  After checking in with R and his wife who were helping out again, we headed upstairs to our room. 

We walked in and found this taped to the television screen:

22 thoughts on “Agnes and Me”

  3. What a beautiful story. I love how, in spite of your very big differences, you and R were aware of your connected-ness. And ultimately, you found some form of expressing your affection for each other.

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    • I’m glad you think so, Lizzy. I have so many good memories of that time and R was definitely a big part of them. When I made the link for the inn I discovered that the owners sold it, and that made me sad.

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    • HA! As I wrote about that experience I was thinking how out of character that behavior was for me. I’m not at all diplomatic and usually have a hard time keeping my mouth shut. But something about R made me want to make it work. And we found a way.

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  11. Congratulations for your article in the SCBWI bulletin, Tracy! I feel so smart, to be hanging around with such accomplished writers as you. 🙂
    I got your email…I get exactly what you are saying, am feeling much the same. Talk soon? I’ll email a reply, too. Meantime, sending tons of ((HUGS))

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  12. Congratulations for your article in the SCBWI bulletin, Tracy! I feel so smart, to be hanging around with such accomplished writers as you. 🙂

    I got your email…I get exactly what you are saying, am feeling much the same. Talk soon? I’ll email a reply, too. Meantime, sending tons of ((HUGS))

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  13. Thank you, Melodye! Are you a SCBWI member? I haven’t received my copy yet but found out from another friend that it was in this issue.
    Accepting all hugs………………. 🙂

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  14. Thank you, Melodye! Are you a SCBWI member? I haven’t received my copy yet but found out from another friend that it was in this issue.

    Accepting all hugs………………. 🙂

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