In the Eye of a Hurricane: The Story Behind Alexander Hamilton's Arrival in America
Description
There is a song, in the hit musical Hamilton, titled
Hurricane. The lyrics of the first four verses are:
In the eye of a hurricane
There is quiet
For just a moment
A yellow sky
When I was seventeen a hurricane
Destroyed my town
I didn't drown
I couldn't seem to die
I wrote my way out
Wrote everything down far as I could see
I wrote my way out
I looked up and the town had its eyes on me
They passed a plate around
Total strangers
Moved to kindness by my story
Raised enough for me to book passage on a
Ship that was New York bound
Now, here’s the rest of the story.
When Alexander Hamilton was 17 years old he was living in
the Caribbean, on an island called St. Croix. At this point in his life his
mother had died and he was taken in by a sea merchant named Thomas Stevens. Hamilton
showed early signs of brilliance and ambition, but his prospects were limited
by his illegitimate birth and lack of financial resources.
In August of 1772, a major hurricane hit the Caribbean, devastating
the island of St. Croix. The destruction was immense, and many people were left
homeless. The hurricane had a profound impact on the community, and Hamilton’s
response to his first hand account of the hurricane was to write a detailed account
of the disaster to the Royal Danish American newspaper. The letter gives
profound insight into the mind and theology of the 17 year old Hamilton.
He speaks in a scriptural tone as he relays his feelings of
God, amidst the backdrop of destruction:
“He who gave the winds to blow, and the lightnings to
rage—even him have I always loved and served. His precepts have I observed. His
commandments have I obeyed—and his perfections have I adored. He will snatch me
from ruin. He will exalt me to the fellowship of Angels and Seraphs, and to the
fullness of never ending joys.”
I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. I did not wish to live what was not life, living is so dear; nor did I wish to...
Published 10/10/24
A Short Story about how we sometimes miss meanings by being too literal.
Published 10/08/24