This line will stay with me. A boy died at eighteen, writing his own epitaph in seven lines of Greek. Centuries later, a fifty-five-year-old man reads it and compares his own life to it.
"What have I done with my extra thirty-seven years?" This question stays with me and makes me reflect.
Thank you for sharing this inscription from Cyriac's diary with us. It has given us something valuable.
Cyriacus of Ancona is an interesting case of a man, and so are you, Sean. I only hope you’re a little less ‘cunning’ than he was—after all, Cyriacus did a lot of good, but his reputation is not entirely spotless.
Im so jealous of your travels! Its not the overhyped miami club scene it's crazy historical spots with writing etched in marble.
Thanks brother! That means a lot more than you can imagine.
No worries the effort and lived experience you’ve put into your writing makes it easy to read and enjoy!
Another fine compliment. Thank you.
"Eight and ten. Eighteen."
This line will stay with me. A boy died at eighteen, writing his own epitaph in seven lines of Greek. Centuries later, a fifty-five-year-old man reads it and compares his own life to it.
"What have I done with my extra thirty-seven years?" This question stays with me and makes me reflect.
Thank you for sharing this inscription from Cyriac's diary with us. It has given us something valuable.
Thank you for taking the time to read and comment. I am very grateful.
This is just awesome man. Thank you for sharing.
Thank you Jeff. Always appreciated coming from you!
the young 18 year old "survived" to meet a 21st century mind
Best comment made yet. Thank you Jessica for your kindness and keen observation.
I love this!
Beautiful article.
Thank you very much for taking the time to read it and comment. I am grateful for the kind words! :-)
Cyriacus of Ancona is an interesting case of a man, and so are you, Sean. I only hope you’re a little less ‘cunning’ than he was—after all, Cyriacus did a lot of good, but his reputation is not entirely spotless.
Thank you for your beautiful text.
Let’s hope I am too. I gave up on the cunning when I left Wall Street. At least I hope I did.
You never cease to amaze me in the things you’ve done.
But maybe the moral of the story is to get something written in stone?
Ok. Bad joke. Couldn’t resist.
I’ll take it in stone. Any day of the week.
Not a bad joke at all. One an historian can appreciate, for sure.