Jane Francklyne, born in 1565, had lived for less than a month. She left very little behind. She was buried in the Ecton churchyard, but her father would hardly have paid a carver to engrave so small a stone. If not for the parish register, there would be no record that this Jane Francklyne had ever lived at all. History is what is written and can be found; what isn't saved is lost, sunken and rotted, eaten by the earth.
Jill LeporeOld reference books are like tree rings. Without them, there'd be no way to know what a tree had lived through.
Jill LeporeGerm theory, which secularized infectious disease, had a side effect: it sacralized epidemiology.
Jill LeporeStages of life are artifacts. Adolescence is a useful contrivance, midlife is a moving target, senior citizens are an interest group, and tweenhood is just plain made up.
Jill Lepore