Thursday, November 10, 2005
Did I See Lincoln Get Shot?
Building on my Three Lives, One Soul theme, I think that my first life (remember I consider myself a middle soul) was lived back during the Civil War - specifically living in Washington, DC at the time of April 14, 1865. The reason I think this is because I have an abnormally keen interest in the assassination of Abraham Lincoln.
No, I don't think I WAS Lincoln. Neither was I John Wilkes Booth, Lewis Paine, Mary Surratt, nor any of the other conspirators. But I do think I was in Ford's Theater the night of the assassination. I might have been an audience member, an actor, a stagehand, or possibly Major Rathbone, the young man who was sitting in the presidential box with Lincoln and his wife (as shown in my highly impressive graphic above).
I have been reading about that night and the events that led up to that night since I was young. One of my favorite reads is The Day Lincoln Was Shot by Jim Bishop. It's the only book I have read more than twice. And at the risk of sounding like a huge fruit loop, the first time I walked into Ford's Theater 10 years ago, I thought out loud, "I've been here before".
I think most people identify with certain periods or eras in history, be it the renaissance, the revolutionary war, even the plight of the early Native Americans (like my mom does). I don't think I am on par with Shirely Maclaine, but I think there is something to this fascination I have, given that I have been studying it since I was 10. Just a hunch.