

She's got her face on a stamp, a foundation dedicated to preserving her memory through Cather scholarship, and is in both the New York Writer's Hall of Fame and The National Cowgirl Museum and Hall of Fame. Hint: she left behind a spectacular literary legacy. By the time she got around to Death Comes, She was 54 years old and no doubt wondering-like her protagonist, Father Latour-what kind of legacy she'd leave behind when she died. Willa Cather was already a pretty established writer by the time she published Death Comes for the Archbishop in 1927, having already won the Pulitzer Prize for her 1922 novel One of Ours and gained literary superstardom for novels like My Ántonia.

It doesn't matter how great you are or what you accomplish-we all die and the world moves on.

But the fact that the book is titled Death Comes for the Archbishop means that the Grim Reaper is hanging out in the back of our minds as we read through this novel. In Death Comes for the Archbishop, death isn't staring us in the face on every page. Death doesn't just come for archbishops, you know. Death Comes for the Archbishop Introduction
