“You’re obsessed!” My friends and husband tell me, and I can’t deny that for the past three years Alvah Cecil Bessie has become a preoccupation.
I’m not writing a biography, although I do have a solid foundation to start one, and who knows maybe I will. But I am writing a novel. Something that I call Julius. In the beginning, the story’s narrator, Corinne, mentioned Alvah in a soliloquy about the Spanish Civil War and the Volunteers of the Abraham Lincoln Brigades, but as I kept on writing Alvah crept in Corinne’s dreams. Then a few more rewrites and Alvah had a stronger presence. He became Corinne’s obsession, and mine as well.
As part of the month long tribute, I have a few surprises. The first one for today, for Alvah’s birthday, is an essay, “Two Fingers and a Thumb” by Dan Bessie, Alvah’s eldest son. There’s more to come, stay tuned. . . .