Wednesday

September 9th, 2026

Musings

A night in Bal'more with Captain Dave

Garrison Keillor

By Garrison Keillor

Published Sept. 9, 2026

SIGN UP FOR THE DAILY JWR UPDATE. IT'S FREE. (AND NO SPAM!) Just click here.

I did a show just before Labor Day in Annapolis, across the bay from Baltimore, and it was good to look around at Druid Park and Edgar Allan Poe's neighborhood, Fell's Point — Poe, who gave us that midnight dreary and the raven who kept saying "Nevermore," and over on Hollins Street you can find the home of H.L. Mencken, a writer I loved when I was a teenager for his cynical wit. Mencken disparaged religion, education, journalism, marriage, democracy, and patriotism.

I loved his line, "The older I grow, the more I distrust the familiar doctrine that age brings wisdom." And "All men are frauds. The only difference between them is that some admit it. I myself deny it." And "The capacity of human beings to bore one another seems to be vastly greater than that of any other animal." And "I never smoked a cigarette until I was nine."

I admired his irreverence until I was in my thirties and through a process of crazy luck I got to do a Saturday night radio show that lasted for forty years, in which I carried on the radio shows of my youth, and created Guy Noir and Dusty & Lefty and Lake Wobegon. Mencken said, "Genius is the ability to prolong one's childhood," and I'm no genius but I'm still trying and when you grow up and find work you love and the woman you adore, you are obliged to put cynicism aside and take up gratitude instead.

At the show in Annapolis, I told the story of my ancestor William Cox who was a seaman on a British man-o'-war and who was sick of life at sea, the cruelty of the officers, the beatings, the filth and bad food and vermin, and when the ship docked at Baltimore in 1825, he decided to jump ship, and late one night, he snuck ashore and headed west as fast as he could go.

Desertion was a capital offense, no judge or jury, you simply were hanged from a yardarm, and he made it to Pennsylvania and settled there, back before ICE was on the lookout for people like him, and his daughter Martha Ann married David Powell, who was my great-great-grandfather, and they headed west to Iowa, where their son John Wesley Powell settled and then came to Minnesota and fathered my grandma Dora.

I am now her age, and I am still trying to make her proud of me.

After the story of Samuel Cox, I drifted into the story of Francis Scott Key, a Baltimorean, who watched the British bombardment of Fort McHenry in the War of 1812. The British had every right to do it, having suffered years of attacks by American pirates operating out of Baltimore, preying on British cargo ships, but he wrote a heroic poem from the American point of view, and it was put to a British tune, "The Anacreontic Song," and at that point I hummed a note and it happened to be the right note, and the crowd stood up and sang it with great spirit for the great song it is, not a song of triumph but a song about survival.

Key saw the flag flying after the bombardment ended and that gave him the poem.

What stands out about the show was the man who came up afterward to say he enjoyed it. There was something crisp and well-defined about him that suggested he was a military man, and he said, yes, he had attended the Naval Academy there in Annapolis and had a long career, retiring with the rank of captain.

He said the Academy superintendent who was fired by the DOD was a well- respected woman admiral and so were other high-ranking brass who were dismissed. He said, "A sailor is trained to follow orders but what was ordered in Iran was not thought through at the top and what happened aboard the carrier Abraham Lincoln was abuse of the crew.

Officers are supposed to look after the sailors because they do the work." He said Russia is a spent force: losing to Ukraine is like Ohio State losing to The Little Sisters of the Poor. He said China is the nation to watch, that their navy is larger and better equipped than ours.

He spoke in crisp sentences. His own observations. He gave a good solid handshake. As a humorist, I don't get to meet many military men. Mencken said, "The older I get, the more I admire competence."

That goes for me too.

Garrison Keillor is an author and radio personality. His latest book is "Cheerfulness". Buy it at a 38% discount! by clicking here. Sales help fund JWR.

Columnists

Toons