Philip L. Fradkin’s Everett
Ruess: His Short Life, Mysterious Death, and Astonishing Afterlife is the
third book I have read about
the legendary Ruess, a young man wandering in the
American
Southwest in the early 1930s, writing passionate letters to family and friends,
keeping a journal with pantheistic leanings, drawing and painting canyons and washes. In 1934 he entered Davis Gulch in Utah
and was never seen again. This is one of
three books written about Ruess. The
others can be found here, and here.
Woodcut, Monument Valley, Everett Ruess |
Fradkin’s treatment is brisk, factual, and avoids flights of
fancy. He realizes that after Ruess went
missing in 1934, and initial searches were made for him, what actually occurred
to him will never be known. The author
does go into some of the theories, but comes out, in the end, with the wisest
conclusion of Ruess and his life.
In death, Ruess achieved a kind of legendary immortally he
may well have never received had he lived beyond twenty. His intensity and drive were so bright that, like James Dean, his disappearance
and presumed death makes painful sense; he may have been done
with his mission. He died as he should have. Edward Weston, who knew Ruess, summed this on a postcard he wrote Ruess' parents after his disappearance:
A stretch of Davis Gulch |
"I don't forget Everett - it was kind of you to include me as one of his friends. The way of his going, I feel, is the way I would like to depart - close to the soil. But he was so young."
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