As a child I used to get in trouble. I went to a Catholic school, St. Thomas of Villanova, for two years in Illinois because the public schools were too crowded. Even though our friends and neighbors were these same people, we were looked upon by the other Catholic schoolchildren as though we had descended from another planet. Anyway, I always tried to keep a low profile because I was and am very shy. I didn't question stuff and tried to go with the flow mostly. However, teachers throughout my school years, indeed until college, would say the most astonishing things. I was constantly corrected and embarrassed about things that I found many years later I was entirely correct about. It gradually grew upon me, by the time I was in high school, that I might, just might, have been somewhat more intelligent and observant than some of my teachers. Lack of self confidence you might say.

This story comes from the second or third grade. You have to remember that Columbus was nearly a saint and Columbus Day was practically a saint's holiday in Chicago where I lived. I think we actually got school off. There were lots of Italians and lots of Catholics where I lived. In history, or social studies, or whatever they called what should have been called history back then, we were studying the patently incorrect European discovery of North America. The teacher asked: "Who discovered America?" I almost never volunteered to answer anything unless compelled due to my native shyness. Some clever girl responded brilliantly: "Christopher Columbus!" Everyone seemed overjoyed, but this made absolutely no sense to me since not more than minutes before the teacher had been reading the fact that: "the Indians of Hispanola had waded out to greet him." I simply had to state the obvious, I couldn't help myself in spite of my shyness: "Columbus couldn't have discovered America." The teacher asked, equally as astonished, "How can you say that?" To which I replied: "Where did the Indians that came to greet him think they were?"...

Adm. Morison has several advantages over a the majority of naval historians. One of those is his considerable expertise in the area of small boat sailing in sailing craft, and the large body of expertise he has tapped in this book. The other arises from his having already produced the fifteen volumes of the Official American Navy account of WWII. This gave him sufficient pull with the publishers to provide a large number of illustrations and charts covering the points raised by his texts. From the point of view described he produced a very readable account of the northern voyages . the direct sources are sometimes obscure to the modern reader, and thus the notes at the end of the chapters are quite a contribution to the understanding of the material.. He is also, quite even-handed in his examination of the personalities involved in the interactions across the European North American cultural boundaries. All in all, the best one volume account of the pre 1600 CE European efforts to explore the Atlantic coast. There are even moments of light-heartedness, very much appreciated in this genre. This is a book very likely to be further reprinted even after its fifty year career . ( )

Excellent history, a counterpart to Morison's history discussing the voyages of exploration of Central and South America in roughly the same time period. Morison is particularly good at throwing cold water on alleged voyages before the Norse, and putting the original Norse voyages in perspective. (The archaeological discoveries at L'Anse Aux Meadows were relatively new when this book came out.) Morison goes into a great deal of detail as to why so many of the English voyages failed -- and why they kept going and kept trying. Many shrewd guesses as to what might have happened to fill in the blanks -- which Morison clearly identifies as guesses. As with the other book, many treasures are in the chapter-end notes, so don't miss those. Recommended. ( )

At the turn of the century, I attended a book sale at the Library of Congress. I can vividly remember the three mile walk home with two shopping bags full of books on a sunny Saturday afternoon to inspect my purchases. Among them was a two volume set called “The European Discovery of America”, by Samuel Eliot Morison. The books seemed interesting. Once I started reading-I was hooked. This is history as it is meant to be written-history as a great adventure.

Admiral (appointed by President Roosevelt) Morison, has done a remarkable job. As the official historian of Navy for the Second World War, Morison is a sailor through-and-through. His position as an Admiral and as an enormously famous historian allowed him to do things that few historians can do. Throughout his account, Morison has sailed or flown over explorers routes, looking for landmarks and the books are packed with informative photos, illustrations and maps. The first book is the thrilling chronicle of the great era of exploration, in and around North America, from the Vikings to the planting of Roanoke.

Morison’s account starts with the legendary voyages of St. Brendan and the Irish monks, the account of which he takes fairly seriously. From there it goes on to the Vikings and Vinlanders, then on again to the legendary Prince Madoc and other more realistic precursors to Columbus, like Venetians and secretive Portuguese voyages. This is all handled skillfully by Morison.

Morison is at his best when he is describing the voyages themselves, and by the time he gets to John Cabot, the first post-Columbian explorer he has hit his stride. I find the nuts & bolts of history to be as interesting as the grand sweep-interspersed with his narrative chapters are chapters on the maritime life and background of England and France, from shipbuilding to navigation and the daily life of a mariner of the time. In less skilled hands this could bog down to mere listing of details, but not with Morison. His prose and illustrations work together well to give the reader a good idea of what it was like to see things for the first time, from Verrazano mistaking the Outer Banks of North Carolina for a Panama-like isthmus dividing the Atlantic from the Pacific, to Cartier seeing the St. Lawrence River for the first time in his search for the North-West Passage.

Each chapter has copious but fascinating end notes and a narrative bibliography, broken down by subject. I found this easier to use and refer to than the endnotes common today, and have read several books based on his recommendation on subjects I found interesting. Morison’s work is extraordinarily thorough and professional, and is so far from the dry as dust typical academic history as to be in another class altogether. Again, I cannot recommend this and its companion volume enough. ( )

An excellent book leading to an understanding of that which preceded the population of North America from the European continent and its impact upon the Native American population.