by Tom Brown, Jr. as told to William Jon Watkins, 1978
Adam’s book about Tom Brown, Jr. and how he became the tracker he is. He grew up near the Pine Barrens in New Jersey. He was taught how to track by his best friend’s grandfather, Stalking Wolf. From the age of 6 to 18, he and Rick learn just about everything there is to learn about survival, camping, and stalking and tracking.
Historical fiction about Burma and India in the late 1800s through mid-1900s. Learn about the royal family of Burma and their ousting by the British, learn about teak harvesting in Burma and rubber plantations in Malaysia. Learn about colonialism through the eyes of those colonized (Indians). Also learn that many Indians left India and its caste system and found much wealth and success in other countries such as Burma where they were free to be whatever their talent, ambition and hard work allowed. I liked this book. I liked how he described Burma pre-British. It sounded so beautiful. The Burmese royal family was sent into exile to Ratnagiri, India, and I like how he described that, too. I guess it has changed, though, because one of the characters in the book travels there later in the 1900s and it is no longer quite so beautiful.
What a hilarious book. I laughed out loud on almost every page. He was born in 1951 in Des Moines, Iowa, and this is a story about growing up there in the 1950s. I LOVED his description of his mom, her horrible cooking, her forgetfulness and spaciness. His dad was the best sports writer in the country, although because he refused to move the family to the east or west coasts, he never became famous. I loved his descriptions of his favorite restaurants, the grand movie theaters, the department stores, candy stores, toys, and his friends. He does not shy away from the ugliness of the 1950s and 1960s, however, and two of the chapters are serious and heartbreaking: Chapter 7, Boom!, in which he details the horrific things we did testing nuclear bombs, especially in the Marshall Islands on March 1, 1954, on the Bikini Atoll, “(a place so delightful that we named a lady’s swimsuit after it).” And our fear of communism and the ugliness that created. He ends that with the story of Guatemala in 1950. They’d finally elected a good man, Jacobo Arbenz, who was going to help the people but United Fruit, an American company who owned most of the farmland in Guatemala, got the American government to underwrite a coup and forced him to flee in 1954. Then the CIA gave the new dictator a list of 70,000 “teachers, doctors, government employees, union organizers, priests–who had supported the reforms in the belief that democracy in Guatemala was a good thing. Thousands of them were never seen again.” So heartbreaking the things we have done throughout history – the injustice, the greed, the pure evil we have done. This chapter was not very funny. You can tell he was and still is angry and disgusted over it.
Another chapter that wasn’t too funny was Chapter 13, The Pubic Years, in which he describes the racism of the 1950s and 1960s. He talks about incidents in Mississippi where white people killed black men for voting and for trying to go to college. And he tells the horrible story of what happened to Emmett Till, a 14 year old black child who was brutally beaten, shot, and dumped in the Tallahatchie River for whistling at a white woman. The men who did this were found not guilty by an all white jury. “The next year, knowing that they could never be retried, the two accused men happily admitted in an interview in Look magazine that they had indeed beaten and killed young Till.” I have so much respect for Mr. Bryson for including this darkness in this otherwise lighthearted and funny, funny book. He touches on the rise of greed, consumerism, and the destruction of the environment and beautiful old buildings. He does not shy away from the ugliness of the 1950s and 1960s. This book is a masterpiece. Thank you, Bill Bryson, for writing it. Thank you for all the laughs but also for not covering up or glossing over the ugliness. You are a genius!
Interesting and well-written memoir about growing up in New Orleans East, the youngest of 12 siblings. The home she grows up in, which she calls the Yellow House, was damaged by Hurricane Katrina and then demolished. She has had such an interesting life, growing up the youngest of 12. Her precious mother, Ivory Mae, is a rock. I loved her relationships with two of her brothers, Carl and Michael. She’s a genius, too. Her Mom saved her from a dead-end life when in high school, she went from being an honor student to a loser, her Mom pulled her out of that school and sent her to a private school that cost a lot of money but helped her become the talented young lady she is. She travels from New Orleans to New York City where she writes for Oprah. Hurricane Katrina happens while she is living in New York City. The destruction of her city, displacement of her family, and damage to her childhood home unmoors her. She moves to Burundi, an African country, to help fund-raise and write proposals “to support new radio programming that would advance human rights in Burundi.” After that, she moves back to New Orleans and works for Mayor Ray Nagin, writing speeches that he almost never uses. She only lasts 6 months. When she returns again to New Orleans, it is to live in a quaint apartment in the French Quarter and begin writing this book. I love her writing style, her mother, her brothers, her love of New Orleans, and her wanting to tell this story of the other side of New Orleans, of the people we never really get to see except in a disparaging light; to give these people a face and a name and help us to be more loving and understanding of the down-trodden in New Orleans.
Too many big words and thoughts! This young lady is just too smart! She doesn’t appear to believe in God so all of her deep philosophizing is for naught because, “Unless the Lord builds the house, those who build it labor in vain.” Psalm 127:1
Without reading the book, Wayne predicted what it would be about, and it really would have made a lot more sense with this framework:
Thoughtful Resistance
-Saying “NO” to anger, fear, mindless drivel, and unreasoned consumption
-Saying “YES” to Philippians 4:8, “Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.“
She’s writing about how to resist the “attention economy,” which is how social media giants like Facebook and Twitter have commandeered our attention and we’re missing the real world while we constantly check our phones for the latest media frenzy. As I write this, the latest media frenzy is the corona virus; we’ve moved on from politics (Trump and the Democrats and Super Tuesday). She loves birds and bird-watching and she recommends getting outside in parks and natural areas. Bird-watching does slow you down and you start to notice things you have never noticed before and the world does become much more interesting and beautiful. I like the stories she tells in between the philosophizing; describing art and artists, birds and bird-watching, parks and natural areas, and the history of communes (that all failed to find Utopia and instead became a living hell for their members).
Here are some examples of sentences that make no sense to me:
“In a time when meaningful action will require us to form new alliances and recognize differences at the same time, bioregionalism is also useful as a model of difference without boundary, a way of understanding place and identity that avoids essentialism and reification.”
And here’s another one:
“Basically, the space of appearance is an encounter small and concentrated enough that the plurality of its actors is un-collapsed.”
See what I mean?
There are some parts of the book that are understandable. Here is an example:
This was supposed to be one of the funniest books of 2019, but it’s mainly an unfunny, potty-mouthed berating of birds. He likes to use the f-word, butt, dumb, gd, etc. I didn’t read it for that reason, just scanned a few. Here’s what he says about the wonderful chickadee that is starting to do it’s beautiful song and fills me with the hope of spring after this really, really long winter:
One of the most powerful books I’ve ever read. Excellent but harrowing. So painful and scary. If anyone is thinking about taking heroin, read this first. Through the character of 22 year-old Jack, you learn what it is like to be an addict. The dark, awful, soul-consuming world of a heroin addict – the cravings, the utter squalor of a life taken over by this drug, the horrible withdrawal symptoms that make it impossible to quit, how easily one becomes addicted. The story is about what a family goes through when one of its members is addicted to heroin. All of the characters are well drawn out and so real. Jack and Steven are brothers and Steven finds out Jack is addicted to heroin, tells his mother, Julia, who tells her ex-husband Wendell, and they put in motion the steps a family takes to try to end the addiction. From page one, you are living the nightmare with this precious family. The horrible things an addicted son can do and put you through: Just finding him in his dark, derelict, smelly apartment; discovering the lies he has told you time and again in order to get money; the withdrawal symptoms he goes through when he hasn’t had the drug for just a few hours; the harrowing, extreme steps he takes to try and get the drug (a boat ride and they run out of gas, have no oars, no light, no life-jackets, it’s dark and stormy and Jack is puking his guts and in agony and all he can think about is getting some heroin somehow, someway; Jack ripping out the IV in the hospital, stealing someone’s boots, walking out of the hospital in pain and agony, stealing a car, breaking into a drug store, going to jail; going through an intervention with his family and a drug counselor). Nothing works, Jack is kicked out of rehab for using, runs away from halfway houses, Julia and Wendell try to find Jack in his old Brooklyn neighborhood. The scene is so dark and hopeless – Jack sees them in their car in front of his dealer’s apartment. He needs heroin so bad and he is hiding from them, it’s cold and all he has on is a windbreaker because he sold his warm coat. He hates them and waits and waits for them to leave. Here is the scene:
Dealers, Doctors, and the Drug Company that Addicted America
by Beth Macy, 2018
Painful, scary book about the opioid epidemic, which started with the release of Oxycontin by Purdue Pharma in the mid 1990s. This was a drug so powerful and so over-prescribed by doctors in the Appalachian areas, that many were addicted and when Purdue Pharma finally, finally made it abuse resistant, the addicted turned to heroin, which was cheaper and more powerful. The damage was done and we’re still paying for it as families go through the living nightmare of caring for a heroin addict. She tells the history of opioids, Oxycontin, heroin, and tells real-life stories of doctors, policeman, dealers, and addicts. America, we have yet another nearly unsolvable problem created by our greed and inherent dissatisfaction. There is not an easy answer to the problem of addiction; we don’t even know what really works for opioid addiction. Scary, scary, scary.
This book was the February selection for our Old Town Library Book Club. It’s historical fiction about the Tennessee Children’s Home Society, a real organization, and children stolen and taken to an orphanage in Memphis. The truth is that many children were stolen or taken away from their parents under duress and false pretenses and kept in abusive children’s homes until they were adopted at exorbitant costs or died from abuse or neglect. Georgia Tann, the real-life leader of homes in Memphis, got away with this type of abuse for decades (1920s-1950). This horrible chapter of our history is brought to life through the story of Rill, the oldest of 5 children kidnapped off of their shanty-boat by corrupt police after their mom and dad have to go to a hospital to save the mom’s life while trying to birth twins. I liked her descriptions of the South, the river, the shanty-boat, Edisto Island, the cottage in Georgia. She’s a good writer, but the love story between modern day Avery and Trent was formulaic. The harrowing events in the orphanage were painful. Praying for all the young children in this dark world who are stolen away from their parents and abused. O God, be with them, guard and protect them, be their light in this awful, evil, dark world. Thankful to people who work to save them.
Interesting, short (189 pages), academic book on garbage, particularly e-waste, food waste, and plastic. Main take-away is we are producing more and more waste and it will take all of us to manage it. For e-waste, that means changing the way things are produced so that they can be repaired (Right to Repair movement) as well as making them safe to recycle in order to reclaim their useful parts. For food waste, that means changing expiration dates to be uniform and meaningful, for one thing. For plastics, that means developing alternatives to single use plastic and government involvement in many things but for example, waste to energy (burning) and recycling. China stopped taking the world’s plastic, paper, and other scrap in August 2018 causing an immediate shock to the whole world. We’ve still not overcome it.
I loved this book! I love its author, Hope Jahren! It’s a memoir about how she became a scientist with her very own lab, and her deep, deep friendship with a guy named Bill, who has been with her since the beginning of her journey. It’s laugh-out-loud funny, informative, uplifting and endearing. Loved this book from start to finish! She and Bill can spend hours upon hours doing meticulous research in the most painstaking detail. One time, they spend a whole day collecting teeny tiny moss samples in Ireland in test tubes, recording all the exact details, double-checking everything, only to have the whole thing trashed at the airport because they didn’t have a permit. But they love the process and they are such a team. You think they should be married, but they are not. They are the deepest of friends, two halves to a whole, but never live together, never marry. She is an original and her story is so, so good–thank you for sharing it, Hope!
I cannot believe this book won the Pulitzer Prize! I got so tired of it half-way through and am so glad I finally finished it and can return it to the library. It was 502 pages of new-age gobbledygook about trees and 5 humans that try to save them. I don’t disagree-trees are wonderful! But by the time I finished his book, I was really tired of them. I did not like any his characters and the story got so convoluted at the end that I am not sure what happened. Glad this one’s over.
What an amazing book! Everything you could ever want to know about keeping a home in 837 pages! She gives instructions on EVERYTHING – cleaning, what to do in what order and with what products, the actual chemistry behind cleaning products, how to set a table, stock a kitchen, clean anything and everything. She instructs us what to clean daily, weekly, monthly, and seasonally. She talks about fabrics and sheets and comforters and rugs and carpets. She talks about keepsakes, documents to keep and for how long, inventories, insurance, fire safety, general safety in the home, pets, how to shop for meals, how long to keep different types of food, home-made cleaners, a list of basic cleaners, etc. What a complete and thorough book! After reading this book (and I didn’t read every page), I bought a bottle of Fabuloso which is an all purpose cleaner, and stopped using ammonia. She also includes several pages of home-made cleaners, the most basic of which is 3/4 cup of bleach, 1 gallon of warm water, 1 tablespoon of powdered laundry detergent. Somewhere in this book, I read about Fabuloso, vinegar, and water as a good all purpose cleaner. I can’t find it in the book but I mixed up a spray bottle of it and am starting to use it to clean the bathroom, etc. Fabulous book!
Eye-opening book about the sorry state of American History textbooks in high schools. This was one of our Old Town Library Book Club selections for 2019-2020. He provides the truth about Woodrow Wilson (extremely racist), Helen Keller (ardent socialist), Christopher Columbus (extreme brutality to the natives), the first Thanksgiving, how racism is invisible in the history books, how anti-racism is invisible in the history books, how the history books completely overlook the Vietnam War, how they don’t cover the recent past, and why history is taught this way.
What a strange book! I didn’t like it! It is about a LOT more than just his journey to Lilliput. In fact, that is only a short portion at the very beginning. He ends up going to many other places – a land of giants, another place governed by a floating island, and a land that is ruled and led by horses, the Houyhnhnms, with whom he falls in love, but their land is also populated by a despicable human-like race called the Yahoos. He so despised these Yahoos, and they were so much like humans, that when he returned to England, it took him 5 years to even tolerate his wife and children: “At the time of this writing it is five years since my last return to England: during the first year I could not endure my wife or children in my presence, the very smell of them was intolerable, much less could I suffer them to eat in the same room.” Wow!
Tragic true story by the author of ‘Cutting for Stone.’ He tells about his move to El Paso, Texas, to teach internal medicine at Texas Tech. He meets David Smith, a medical student who was a former tennis pro. They develop a deep friendship via the tennis court. Abraham is an avid, obsessed tennis player. David is the perfect tennis partner. Their tennis matches are what keeps Abraham afloat during the unraveling of his marriage and his moving out of the home he shares with her and his precious 2 sons. Unfortunately, David is a recovering cocaine addict, an “IVDA,” (intravenous drug abuser) and he falls back into using twice and the second time is his undoing – he is holed out in a motel room and the police come knocking on the door (called by Abraham and Emily to get him into detox) but David takes his own life with a shotgun in the mouth. Tragic, dark, wasteland of drug abuse. Very scary.
Loved reading this after enjoying the movie with George C. Scott every year for many, many years! I was surprised at how closely the movie follows the book, in most places word-for-word. I like the way he describes the ghosts better in the book than the way they are portrayed in the movie. There are only a few scenes in the book that were not in the movie, all of them with the Ghost of Christmas Present, called the second Spirit in the book: They visited the home of an old miner and his family, they visited two men working in a lighthouse, and many street scenes and shop scenes where people are festive and happy with the Christmas spirit.
by James E. Hansen II, Gordon A. Hazard, Linda M. Meyer, 2018
Very complete book giving pictures and history of EVERY building and even the places of Colorado State University. Especially liked the pictures of the first buildings in the late 1800s (the Pioneer Era from 1870-1909). They divided it into The Pioneer Era (1870-1909), Charles A. Lory Era (1909-1940), William E. Morgan Era (1949-1969), Modern University Era (1969-1990), and Digital Era (1990-2017). I especially liked:
1. Jesse Harris Spring (1901-present): stone fountain that is still standing to the north of Spruce Hall (on 100 block of Old Main Drive), donated by Jesse Harris, former Fort Collins mayor and State Board of Agriculture member. The water was piped from Bailey’s Spring, located on land in the foothills. “Many local citizens distrusted the city’s tap water and believed that the spring had medicinal qualities. They filled jugs at the Jesse Harris Spring to take home for drinking. The fountain proved its worth when an outbreak of typhoid was traced to the city supply, and the high sulfur content kept the spring water safe to drink…By 1921, the old iron pipes had rusted. The cost of pipe replacement, and the fact that the spring was running dry, led the administration to quietly decide that the Jesse Harris Spring should be connected to the city water tap…”
2. Every tennis court ever located at CSU. The first were three dirt courts in 1908. The courts Wayne played on while in college existed from 1961 until 2009; eight courts directly east of what would become Moby Arena. The current 12 courts located on Research Boulevard cost $2 million and opened in 2010. It is considered “one of the nation’s finest college facilities.”
3. Quonset huts that were used as housing for veterans from 1946-1961. Carla lived in one of these when she was a baby.
4. The dairy farm was originally the Hahn Farm which I think was located near West Prospect and South Shields Street, then moved in 1981 to north of the Veterinary Teaching Hospital, but closed in 1989 due to financial losses and complaints of odors.
5. Hughes Stadium: Pat Stryker gave $15 million towards it in 2003 to honor both Albert Yates and Sonny Lubick. Hughes Stadium existed from 1968 to 2017, the last playing season was 2016. The book was published before it was decided to make Hughes Stadium area into a residential development.
6. Includes pictures of Old Main, including after the fire on Friday, May 8, 1970. Someone started it in protest of the Vietnam War. The picture shows all that was left of this beautiful building was the brick and stone shell. It’s a haunting picture. What a terrible loss.
7. The new stadium – the most controversial facility ever built on campus. Funding fell short but even so, the Board of Governors authorized $239 million to build the structure, which opened in fall of 2017.
8. The Mountain Campus, 1914-present: originally named after “George W. Pingree (a Civil War veteran and participant in the infamous Sand Creek Massacre), who ran a logging camp there from 1868 to 1870 to supply railroad ties for the Union Pacific Railroad.”
An excellent book – I love the old pictures from back in the 1870s to early 1900s.
Eye-opening book about a subculture of aging Americans living in RVs, vans, or cars and traveling around the country. Gretchen recommended this book. These Americans lost homes in the 2008 Great Recession, went through messy divorces, had physical injuries or illnesses, or a combination of factors that made them unable to afford rent along with everything else. They purchase used vans, RVs, or even cars and begin living in them. They work in terribly difficult, low-paying seasonal jobs like Amazon warehouses (“workampers”), the sugar beet harvest, campground hosts, tourist traps, and amusement parks. She focuses on one particular person, Linda May, and tells this most interesting and depressing of stories through her. Things I learned: You can clean foggy headlamps with insect repellent and an old t-shirt. Earthships are intriguing! Linda May dreams of building one. She finally purchases a cheap piece of ground near Douglas, Arizona, and will build one. Black people are not among these people; is it racism among these nomads? Or more than likely, black people know they would be fined, jailed, or possibly worse if police found them to be stealth camping in towns and cities, whereas white people are simply checked on and sometimes helped.
Adam saw this book over at Ben’s house so I got it from the library. Mom read it first and said, “This was an excellent read. I sense a slipping away of everyone in the U.S.A. focusing on ‘me!’ and self only.” It’s true and he gives three reasons for this: The whatever-it-takes-to-win politics (mainly started by Nixon and the Watergate scandal), whatever-it-takes-to-maximize profits (businesses used to care about their employees, their communities, their customers, and now it’s screw them, just make money. He uses Michael Milken and Jack Welch as examples of this ‘whatever-it-takes-to-maximize profits’ attitude). And the whatever-it-takesto rig the economy is the third reason we’ve lost our sense of the common good. He attributes this to Lewis Powell’s memo, Tony Coelho’s bargain, and the Wall Street bailout.
He says this is not a book about Trump. Trump is not the cause; he is a consequence of the loss of our sense of the common good. He lists and describes 52 incidents that have occurred since the mid-1960s that showcase the decline. Here is the one that gets me the most:
2016 Price-gouging by Mylan Pharmaceuticals. The firm ratchets up the price of its EpiPen emergency injection kit, containing only about $1 worth of the drug epinephrine, to $609 a box. Mylan has an effective monopoly on the lifesaving product. The company’s revenue skyrockets to $11 billion. In 2016, Robert Coury, Mylan’s chairman, receives compensation of $98 million (including vesting of prior stock options, $160 million).
from page 62 in the chapter entitled, “Exploitation”