Sunday, April 20, 2014

Books and Easter, 1941 ...

It's a woman's prerogative to change her mind, or in this case, the color scheme of her Blog. I just decided that Spring requires a lighter palette than the fiery red I recently introduced. I also like the bookshelves which adorn this template. They remind me of my own home and the books which overlow my libary. To celebrate this new look, here are a few notes designed to stir your curiosity:


READ the truly engrossing, wonderful book "THE GOLDFINCH" which has just been awarded the Pulitzer Prize for Distinguished Fiction By An American Author. The citation reads: Awarded to "The Goldfinch," by Donna Tartt (Little, Brown), a beautifully written coming-of-age novel with exquisitely drawn characters that follows a grieving boy’s entanglement with a small famous painting that has eluded destruction, a book that stimulates the mind and touches the heart.

PLAN TO READ: Senator Elizabeth Warren's new book "A FIGHTING CHANCE". I enthusiastically voted for this woman, and her dedication to the plight of the middle class in America is a marvel of tenacity and fearless opposition to those in Congress who would uphold the right of the wealthiest among us to control candidates and policy in America. I believe her when she says she is not a candidate for the Presidency. If it were up to me, I would advise Sen. Warren decline a potential invitation to appear on the Democratic ticket should Mrs. Clinton become the party's nominee, although they would be a powerful, possibly unbeatable combo.

CURRENTLY READING: "AMERICANAH" by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie (Anchor Books) a work of fiction which deals with a Nigerian woman's experiences in America, her observations and perceptive conclusions concerning racial prejudice, governmental obstacles on two continents, educational and employment opportunities, family interactions and love affairs. I am three-quarters into this most absorbing work, and as with so many books with which I am fully engaged, I am hoping it will never end.

**************************** HAPPY EASTER **************************

Well, here we darlings are, sister Lois and I, either on the way to or just back from church on Easter Sunday morning, 1941. I remember those outfits were pink, and the bonnets were just the stylish touch my Mother favored whenever we attended church or some other formal occasion. We hated them.

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