Nyack Sketch Log: Carson McCullers

by Bill Batson

Carson McCullers came to Nyack in 1945 to convalesce and create. For 22 years she found a place to do both, completing The Member of the Wedding, The Ballad of the Sad Café and Clock Without Hands. McCullers moved to the village five years after the publication of her acclaimed first novel, The Heart is a Lonely Hunter. On September 29, 1967, her heart and vascular system, weakened by a litany of ailments and the strain from the kind of despondency that often afflicts great artists, finally surrendered. But thanks to a policy that governs the house where she once lived and the work of a program at a university based in the Southern town of her birth, her Nyack legacy continues.

The years that McCullers lived a few steps from downtown Nyack were divided between periods of productivity and infirmity. In his forward to Virginia Spencer Carr’s definitive biography of the author, playwright Tennessee Williams wrote, “I hope that with increasing study of Carson McCullers it will be recognized, generally, that despite the early onset of her many illnesses, she was, in her spirit, a person of rare and luminous health.”

Ironically, it was the early onset of illness that both shortened her life and led her to literature. She first considered becoming a writer during a bout of pneumonia, her first serious health scare, when she was 15 years old. McCullers identified with Eugene O’Neill, an author who was himself inspired to become a playwright during his recovery from tuberculosis. Her frail health deprived McCuller of the stamina required to pursue her dream of becoming a concert pianist. In 1936, during another doctor ordered respite in her hometown of Columbus, Georgia, she pieced together the characters and circumstances that would become The Heart is a Lonely Hunter.

Richard Wright, author of Native Son, was deeply moved by the transcendent quality of McCullers prose. In a 1940 review in the New Republic, he proclaimed that “the most impressive aspect of The Heart Is a Lonely Hunter is the astonishing humanity that enables a white writer, for the first time in Southern fiction, to handle Negro characters with as much ease and justice as those of her own race.” (Wright and Carson would later spend time together in the legendary apartment house in Brooklyn where such important artists as Leonard Bernstein, W. H Auden, Gypsy Rose Lee, and Paul Bowles lived. Frequent visitor writer Anais Nin dubbed the artist haven February House because many of the tenants, like McCullers, were born in the second month of the year.)

In Hunter McCullers delves deeper than the murders and riots that are the usual medium for exposing race and class injustice in literature, to plumb the internal landscape of the human soul twisted by prejudice and intolerance. She also manages to dedicate an equal amount of attention to the lives of every inhabitant of the fictional town that she creates: black and white, male and female, young and old.

Marianne Faust, who moved into the house a year after the author’s death, observed that McCullers’ tenants were as diverse and complex as the characters in her first novel. Faust and her husband, illustrator Jan Faust, shared the building from 1968-72 with a Haitian Minister, a doctor, an actor and a rock musician. McCullers subdivided her house into apartments to defray the significant cost of her on-going medical expenses, with funding for those renovations provided by her friend Tennessee Williams.

The house is currently owned by Dr. Mary Mercer, who cared for McCullers and became her closest confidant in the last years of her life. Dr. Mercer has made it her policy to rent to writers, musicians and artists. The practice of maintaining this house as a residence for artists, which continues to this day, is a tribute to McCullers. During her life, the writer hosted some of the the most famous and talented artists in the world. This photo captures a dinner party that included actor Marilyn Monroe, Monroe’s husband at the time, playwright Arthur Miller and author Isak Denizen.

Dr. Mercer, who is 101 years old, plans to leave McCullers’ former house to the Columbus State University’s Carson McCullers Center for Writers and Musicians in Georgia. Each year students from the program visit Nyack. Jack Dunnigan, owner of Nyack’s Pickwick Book Shop, says the group arrives annually at Pickwick to view the portrait of Carson McCullers he proudly displays. “We are very excited about working with the community in Nyack and the residents now living in the house,” says Courtney George, director of Columbus State University’s Carson McCullers Center. “We want to make sure we keep Carson’s artistic legacy alive — from Columbus, GA all the way up to Nyack,” she says.

”I was always homesick for a place I had never seen, and now I have found it,” McCullers wrote about Nyack. ”It is here, this house, this town.” We should take great comfort in the fact that the author’s lonely heart found some relief in our village. If we were to fail to incorporate, advance and celebrate her legacy in our future plans for the village, that would be down right heartless.

For those who wish to pay their respects to Carson McCullers this Saturday, the 45th anniversary of her premature demmise, you can visit her final resting place in the High Lawn section of Oak Hill Cemetery, located on Route 9W across from Nyack Hospital.

Thanks to Marianne and Jan Faust, Courtney George, Mia Leo, Judith Martin, John Papastathis, John Shields and Diana Wilkinsfor providing material and inspiration for this column. And special thanks to Jack Dunnigan of Pickwick Books.

The Nyack Sketch Log is sponsored by The Corner Frame Shop at 40 South Franklin Street in Nyack, NY.


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