to history, when newly born James entered the world via Doylestown,
Pennsylvania, in 1907, the child's parents showed anything but the typical
new-parent pride in their son. According to one story, they abandoned him at birth, and he was
adopted by a poor young widow named Mabel Michener.
Other stories cite Mabel as Michener's biological mother
who adopted the abandonment story because she'd given birth out of wedlock
and wanted to protect her young son from social repercussions.
Whatever the reason, Michener grew up poor, often wearing
second-hand clothes and tattered shoes to school. But that didn't mean
he was unhappy. His mother cared for orphaned children as a living, so
there was always a houseful of love and activity.
"I grew up in a bundle of love, always seven or eight kids
around," Michener recalled. "Great yakkity-yakking and laughter all the
time. I grew up maybe the best way a kid could if he wanted to be a
writer, just surrounded by excitement."
he had always been poor, he became obsessed with traveling around
the country from the time he was a young teenager. He took various jobs in traveling carnivals and theater
companies. He rode the rails as a hobo and hitchhiked cross country--sometimes
with a friend; sometimes alone.
By the time he was 20 years old, he had already seen most of the lower 48
"Those were years of wonder and enchantment,...some of the
best years I would know. I kept meeting American citizens of all
levels who took me into their cars, their confidence and often their homes."
from The World Is My Home (1992)
From these early experiences grew Michener's lifelong
insatiable curiosity about people, cultures, and faraway lands.
Michener had planned to go to college to get a PhD so that
he could become a history teacher. But when World War II broke out, he
joined the Navy. Although he had done some nonfiction writing, he
began experimenting for the first time with the world of make believe.
While stationed in the South Pacific, he wrote a fictional tale of a
military man. His first book, called Tales of the South Pacific,
won the Pulitzer Prize in 1948. It wasn't much of a money maker, but
it was optioned off and turned into the Broadway musical, South Pacific,
and the proceeds from that and the spin-off movie made him financially
comfortable enough to devote the rest of his life to writing.
He went on to write a series of sprawling historical
novels, most of them about places, including Hawaii (1959),
Chesapeake (1978), Alaska (1988), and Texas (1985).
He loaded his stories with historical facts, geographical details, and
gripping fiction. When asked how he did his research he said, "What I need is
very simple. A good library and access to an airport." He
believed he couldn't write effectively until he had visited the setting for
his book, listened to the weather forecasts, and viewed the local sporting
events. He also read a lot. For his book about Texas
alone, he read more than 400 books.
Most of Michener's novels turned into bestsellers.
With total sales of more than 75 million copies worldwide, his books
appealed to a wide range of people. Even though he made a lot of
money, Michener lived an extremely frugal life. He never bought
shaving cream, for instance, because he learned that he could shave with
leftover slivers of soap.
Living an uncomplicated life, Michener gave away most of his money. During his lifetime, he donated $117 million to
various institutions, including the University of Texas.
James A. Michener died on October 16, 1997.
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