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A Feast of Words - Fall 2006 - Department of English - Virginia Tech

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In Memoriam: Dr. Charles Modlin by Hilbert H. Campbell<br />

Probably the thing that most people will<br />

remember about my good friend and colleague<br />

Charles Modlin, who died on January 1, <strong>2006</strong>, is<br />

his ability to make and keep friends. Although<br />

he was about as far from being a gladhander or<br />

backslapper as one could get, Charlie genuinely<br />

exemplified the term “good-natured.” Without<br />

any tint <strong>of</strong> condescension, flattery, or insincerity,<br />

he simply met people where he found<br />

them and treated them as equals and friends. I<br />

used to kid him about being the “friend to the<br />

friendless,” meaning that he would find a way<br />

to form friendships with people who otherwise<br />

had no friends. For example, I had a colleague<br />

at Marshall University in the 1960’s who was<br />

notorious for either pointedly ignoring or insulting<br />

his colleagues. I plead guilty to disliking<br />

him thoroughly. So I was quite surprised to<br />

learn, years later in talking to Charlie, that<br />

not only had he been the man’s friend when<br />

they both taught at West <strong>Virginia</strong> University<br />

but that they also had remained friends and<br />

correspondents through the intervening years.<br />

This is but one example <strong>of</strong> his determination<br />

to hold onto friends once made. I’ve never<br />

known anyone who tried harder to keep up<br />

contacts with friends from the past, ranging<br />

from his fourth-grade teacher to schoolmates,<br />

college friends, former neighbors or colleagues.<br />

Charlie’s friends also agree that he was completely<br />

unpretentious and that he reserved his<br />

contempt – and privately it could be fairly fierce<br />

– for any kind <strong>of</strong> pretentiousness.<br />

Charlie was born January 23, 1937, at Sistersville,<br />

W. Va. His father, Rev. H. Eugene<br />

Modlin, was a distinguished Methodist minister<br />

who was reassigned periodically to new<br />

locations, so Charlie grew up in various West<br />

<strong>Virginia</strong> cities and towns, including Fairmont,<br />

Montgomery, Clarksburg, and Huntington. He<br />

began college at Marshall in Huntington but<br />

soon transferred to West <strong>Virginia</strong> Wesleyan,<br />

where he not only completed his undergraduate<br />

studies (1958) but also met his wife <strong>of</strong> almost<br />

48 years, Marjorie McCullough <strong>of</strong> the Bronx,<br />

New York. He completed a Master’s degree at<br />

Michigan State University (1959) and began<br />

his doctoral work at Brown University. The<br />

responsibility for a young family, however (son<br />

Andy, daughter Greta), meant that his further<br />

graduate studies would be interrupted by periods<br />

<strong>of</strong> teaching as an instructor at West <strong>Virginia</strong><br />

University and at Western Kentucky University<br />

before he completed his Ph.D. in <strong>English</strong> at the<br />

University <strong>of</strong> Tennessee (1968).<br />

In 1968 Charlie began a long teaching career<br />

in the <strong>English</strong> department at <strong>Virginia</strong> <strong>Tech</strong>,<br />

continuing even after his normal retirement date<br />

to serve the department as scheduler and also<br />

to conduct for several years the department’s<br />

Study Abroad program, carefully planning each<br />

year to insure that the summers in England<br />

and Scotland would be exciting and enriching<br />

for his students. As an instructor <strong>of</strong> American<br />

literature and other subjects, such as folklore,<br />

Charlie was knowledgeable, personable, and<br />

approachable; but he was also an exacting<br />

teacher who did not seek an easy popularity.<br />

His greatest satisfaction as a pr<strong>of</strong>essor came<br />

mainly, I believe, from his contacts with the<br />

occasional undergraduate or graduate student<br />

who was willing to engage genuinely with a<br />

subject and wanted to go further with it. It was<br />

not unusual for such students to seek him out<br />

for independent study.<br />

Although Charlie’s dissertation area was<br />

Early American literature, he soon shifted<br />

his principal scholarly interest to Twentiethcentury<br />

American literature, and particularly<br />

to the seminal Ohio author Sherwood Anderson.<br />

I, <strong>of</strong> course, shared this keen interest in<br />

Anderson with Charlie over many years. We<br />

had the unparalleled advantages not only that<br />

Anderson lived in Southwest <strong>Virginia</strong> for the<br />

last fifteen years <strong>of</strong> his life but also that we met<br />

and became friends with his widow, Eleanor<br />

Copenhaver Anderson, who was an unfailing<br />

source <strong>of</strong> inspiration, information, and support<br />

for our studies over many years prior to her<br />

death in 1985.<br />

Going about his work without fanfare, Charlie<br />

became one <strong>of</strong> the two or three key Anderson<br />

scholars <strong>of</strong> our generation. In addition to<br />

publishing a great many informative articles, he<br />

edited two separate (and superb) collections <strong>of</strong><br />

Anderson’s correspondence, published a wellreceived<br />

edition <strong>of</strong> the author’s short stories<br />

and three additional books in collaboration with<br />

other Anderson scholars, and for sixteen years<br />

was the principal editor <strong>of</strong> the journal/newsletter<br />

devoted to Anderson, called The Winesburg<br />

Eagle and later The Sherwood Anderson Review.<br />

Among numerous other contributions,<br />

he was for twenty years the treasurer and most<br />

active trustee <strong>of</strong> the Sherwood Anderson literary<br />

estate; served for twenty-five years as a<br />

judge for the annual Sherwood Anderson short<br />

story contest; planned and administered an international<br />

conference on Anderson at <strong>Virginia</strong><br />

<strong>Tech</strong> in 1991; organized programs and panels<br />

devoted to Anderson at meetings <strong>of</strong> the American<br />

Literature Association and elsewhere; and<br />

for several years was one <strong>of</strong> the directors <strong>of</strong> the<br />

Sherwood Anderson Foundation. Appropriately<br />

enough, Charlie spent much time during<br />

the last year <strong>of</strong> his life helping the University <strong>of</strong><br />

Wisconsin Press get Pr<strong>of</strong>essor Walter Rideout’s<br />

definitive biography, Sherwood Anderson: A<br />

Writer in America, ready for publication, a task<br />

that illness prevented Rideout himself from doing.<br />

Volume One, with Charlie’s introduction,<br />

was published earlier this year, and Volume Two<br />

is soon to be published.<br />

Certainly one <strong>of</strong> the most prominent and<br />

meaningful strands <strong>of</strong> my own life has been<br />

my long, close, and productive association<br />

with Charlie. His affability and his tendency<br />

to “compartmentalize” some main aspects <strong>of</strong><br />

his life caused many people to think <strong>of</strong> him,<br />

I believe, as something <strong>of</strong> a one-dimensional<br />

personality. Those who knew him better, including<br />

myself, realized that he was much more<br />

complicated, truly remarkable – among other<br />

attributes – for intellect, humanity, and integrity.<br />

His relish for the Carter family or the Grand Ole<br />

Opry coexisted with a passion for Metropolitan<br />

Opera broadcasts. Through the years <strong>of</strong> my<br />

friendship with him, I was aware there were<br />

aspects <strong>of</strong> his character and personality that I<br />

was only glimpsing, if that. His family wrote<br />

in his obituary that he was a good man, and I<br />

certainly agree. But all I really know for sure<br />

about Charles Modlin is that he was the best<br />

friend I ever had.<br />

<strong>Fall</strong> <strong>2006</strong> 3

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