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This is not the Ivy League : a memoir
Mary Clearman Blew's education began at home, on a remote cattle ranch in Montana. She graduated to a one-room rural school, then escaped, via scholarship, to the University of Montana, where, still in her teens, she met and married her first husband. This Is Not the Ivy League is her account of what it was to be that girl, and then that woman -- pressured by husband and parents to be the conventional wife of the 1950s, persisting in her pursuit of an education, trailed by a reluctant husband and small children through graduate school, and finally entering the job market with a PhD in English only to find a whole new set of pressures and prejudices.
This Is Not the Ivy League
Mary Clearman Blew's education began at home, on a remote cattle ranch in Montana. She graduated to a one-room rural school, then escaped, via scholarship, to the University of Montana, where, still in her teens, she met and married her first husband. This Is Not the Ivy League is her account of what it was to be that girl, and then that woman—pressured by husband and parents to be the conventional wife of the 1950s, persisting in her pursuit of an education, trailed by a reluctant husband and small children through graduate school, and finally entering the job market with a PhD in English only to find a whole new set of pressures and prejudices. This memoir is Blew's behind-the-scenes account of pursuing a career at a time when a woman's place in the world was supposed to have limits. It is a story of both the narrowing perspective of the social norm and the ever-expanding possibilities of a woman who refuses to be told what she can and cannot be.
Jackalope Dreams
The departed men in her life still have plenty to say to Corey. Her father, a legendary rodeo cowboy who punctuated his lifelong pronouncements with a bullet to his head, may be the loudest. But in this story of Montana-a story in which the old West meets the new and tradition has its way with just about everyone-it is Corey's voice we listen to. In this tour-de-force of voices big and small, sure and faltering, hers comes across resonant and clear, directing us to the heart of the matter. Played out against the mythology of the Old West-a powerful amalgam of ranching history, Marlboro Men, and train robbery reenactments-the story of the newly orphaned, spinsterish Corey is a sometimes comical, sometimes poignant tale of coming-of-age a little late. As she tries to recapture an old dream of becoming a painter-of preserving some modicum of true art amid the virtual reality of modern Montana-Corey finds herself figuring in other dramas as well, other, younger lives already at least as lost as her own.
Leaving Duck Creek
Blew discusses the factual circumstances behind a short story that she had crafted from them, many years earlier. Here, she recalls her childhood experiences while living at a ranch in Montana with her family. She tells that fifty years after she and her sister Betty had last set foot in the Duck Creek School, they detoured off what had been a graveled road but is now Montana state highway 81, and visited the long-abandoned Duck Creek School. Her sister took a few pictures, which show them in their bright summer clothing--a couple of aliens in a dusty time capsule. From that moment, she realizes that she agreed with Mrs. Skaarda, they learned a great deal at Duck Creek that had nothing to do with lessons.