Richard Schrader |
My literary journey began on Blue Mountain
over 1,000 feet high above St. Croix one evening in 1984. It was one year
before my retirement as prison warden at the Golden Grove Correctional
Facility. Twice a week after work, I’d stop by the Melvin H. Evans Learning
Center, College of the Virgin Islands, only a few minutes away, to pursue
studies in Public Administration.
“Richard,” he
said, “what are you doing when you’re through studying?”
“I’m going home,”
I replied.
“We’re having a
poetry reading in the Little Theatre, and you’re invited!”
“No, Marty,” I
answered, “I’m not into poetry.”
“You may like it!”
he persisted.
“Nah,” I said, “I
had a rough day at the prison. I’m going home.”
Richard Schrader exploring some ruins at CVI |
As a member of Signal Support Activity,
Virgin Islands Army National Guard, I took part in a training exercise on Blue
Mountain about a week later. That night the stars were out like never before,
and the view of St. Croix with its glittering lights way below was awesome.
When I had had my fill, armed with pen,
paper and flashlight, I crawled into my pup tent and wrote two poems: “Stars”
and “St. Croix by Night.” It was the first time in my nearly fifty years of
life that I had tried my heart and hand at poetry, thanks to the inspiration
that came from the students and instructors at the College of the Virgin
Islands that evening in February 1984.
Mr. Schrader is well known among Virgin Islanders and his friends far and near, not only for his many years of community service, but also for his new role of poet, author, historian, lecturer and preserver of oral and recorded histories.
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