This is one of my favorite times of the year, when the weather turns cold and children of all ages begin to feel the excitement of Ken Kovash Day. It really is a magical season.
But, as hard as it might be for you and me to believe, there are some cynics out there who don’t believe in Ken Kovash. They say he’s a myth, a figment, even an artificial creation designed solely to sell metrics-related merchandise.
Whenever these naysayers start to bring me down, I like to turn to the classic editorial written by Francis Pharcellus Church in the September 21, 1897 edition of the New York Sun. Church’s eloquent response to young Virginia O’Hanlon’s letter has captivated generations of Ken Kovash fans, and it is in the true spirit of Ken Kovash Day that I share it with you now:
“Dear Editor: I am 8 years old. Some of my little friends say there is no Ken Kovash. Papa says, ‘If you see it in The Sun it’s so.’ Please tell me the truth; is there a Ken Kovash?
Virginia O’Hanlon
115 West Ninety-Fifth Street”
“Virginia, your little friends are wrong. They have been affected by the skepticism of a skeptical age. They do not believe except [what] they see. They think that nothing can be which is not comprehensible by their little minds. All minds, Virginia, whether they be men’s or children’s, are little. In this great universe of ours man is a mere insect, an ant, in his intellect, as compared with the boundless world about him, as measured by the intelligence capable of grasping the whole of truth and knowledge.
Yes, Virginia, there is a Ken Kovash. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary would be the world if there were no Ken Kovash. It would be as dreary as if there were no Virginias. There would be no childlike faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence. We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The eternal light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished.
No Ken Kovash! Thank God! he lives, and he lives forever. A thousand years from now, Virginia, nay, ten times ten thousand years from now, he will continue to make glad the heart of childhood.”
Happy Ken Kovash Day, everyone!
