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San Francisco Bay Area Slovenes celebrated Slovenian Culture Day with a fascinating talk this evening by author Jacqueline Widmar Stewart on Slovenia's "Iron Age Ancestry" through which she took us on a journey that delved into the history of early settlements in Slovenia. From Piran to Ptuj, up Soča and down the Ljubljanica - Stewart led a dynamic discussion, supplemented with photographs of Slovenian regions and artifacts, on the ways in which the influence of Celtic tribes from 850BCE to zero can be seen across Slovenia.  

Iron Age Ancestry

Golden hats and elaborate medallions do not spring into the mind at the mention of Europe’s prehistoric times, at least not yet.  As archeology uncovers more and more of these items, however, the usual notions of ancestral capabilities need to adjust.  Pageants with men and women in bright flowing costumes riding decorated horses may replace stale visions of cave people chasing each other with iron mallets.

Yours Truly with Slovenia's Prime Minister Miro Cerar, SF

Stanford Bookstore signing

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Donor Spotlight: Blair and Jacqui Stewart Alumni and Stanford parents Blair W. Stewart, Jr. (JD ’75) and Jacqueline Widmar Stewart (JD ’76) regularly attend library events and support the Art & Architecture Library annually. In this interview, they graciously share their thoughts and experiences. The first-person responses are those of Jacqui, who is also an accomplished author and photographer. From ReMix:  The Stanford University Libraries Newsletter,  September 2015 - Issue 92 What is your history with libraries? The long staircase leading up to the mansion where my mother took me as a child still symbolizes the grandeur of libraries for me. Nothing seemed more a pilgrimage than a visit to the Michigan City library seven miles from our lakeside home in Indiana. From the first step into the building, bright book jackets and titles warmly welcomed all who entered; tables and chairs invited complete immersion into a tall stack of choice books. Within the vastness of universities I later found the library to be my niche, a second home. At the Colorado and Yale libraries, my supervisors soon proved to be learned friends and instructors. More recently my writing has brought me through the portals of phenomenal places and to a renewed appreciation of library legacies like Andrew Carnegie’s 2500. My Champagne Regained book led me to his art deco marvel at Reims, as one example. Now a mere bike’s ride away, Stanford’s Library beckons with its great trove of specialists and tomes. We readily lose ourselves in the shelves and shelves of knowledge within such quick grasp, and, like a madeleine, Green’s grand escalier ever induces warm remembrance. For complete article, please visit  http://hosted-p0.vresp.com/

December 2014, Washington D.C.

Reminiscences from Paris

La librairie des Jardins des Tuileries, Musée du Louvre

In remembering the wonderful whirl of events in France of last spring, I am chagrined to find no mention of certain remarkable engagements in the Bay Area earlier in the year.  Time has been running away.

It’s been fascinating to see how one talk has led to another.  It has been my extremely good fortune to make presentations at the Mechanics’ Institute Library in San Francisco on both my books about France.  For over a century after providing essential resources for reconstructing the city after the 1906 earthquake, a wonderfully preserved building still serves as a cornerstone for the community.  

A versatile gathering room on the 4^th floor allows a wonderful conversation with the audience.  Upon entering the long room, the guest is greeted with a glass of wine at the back bar.  Arrays of comestibles line the table at the window, to be savored at nearby café tables.  Rows of chairs face the front where the speaker holds forth with microphone, computer and screen.

It was at my talk on Champagne Regained at Mechanics’ Institute Library event that a most fortunate occurrence took place.  In the audience that evening was a woman who had borrowed materials on Slovenia to plan a trip there.  That event offered us a chance to pass back the books, but this delightful new friend then booked me for two of the most stunning venues in northern California.  In Berkeley at the Town and Gown and in San Francisco at the Town and Country, book lovers congregated in a historic auditorium designed by Julia Morgan and an exquisitely appointed salon facing Union Square, respectively.   

Later in the spring I was privileged to give a talk that marked the end of an era at Orinda Books in the East Bay.  A bright new ownership took over from one of the area’s most revered literary centers.  Here’s wishing every success in all the new ventures.

I hope that you, Dear Reader, will forgive chronological deficiencies.  As I sit here in a first moment of quiet contemplation in many moons, I feel like Proust eating a mound of madeleines – such a wealth of souvenirs.

Trying to decipher the French-Slovenian-American book trade has brought eye-rubbing experiences overall.  What a golden chain still bands us together despite all onslaughts to the written word!   Discoveries related to the research perhaps can be expected, but the riches gained from dealing with bibliophiles defy quantification.