Thursday, September 27, 2018

Fair Condition, Some Pages Missing by Last Thursday Book Club

Nine memoirists gathered al fresco on Parkside Circle to determine if Joseph Badal knew what he was talking about.  The host and Poet Laureate provided these insights:

... and from far off the bookshelf:

We're experiencing a Rocky Mountain high in Colorado without the assistance of weed, enjoying the hikes and scenery around Frisco (no, not CA), so I won't be able to join in the discussion Thursday. It was a delight to read my fellow club members' memoirs in Fair Condition, Some Pages Missing. Thank you, Keith, for suggesting we do this in celebration of our club's silver anniversary.

   Dick Arm's story touched me deeply. It was fun learning more about the backgrounds of each of the club members and how those early days shaped their lives.

   For example, I didn't know Gary played tennis and the organ, Keith played bridge against Omar Sharif, and Ron played cornet in a band. Nor did I know how Mike made money to pay for his stamp collecting or how Bob Woods was admitted as a junior to Princeton.  All of you led fascinating lives and made extraordinary contribution. It was fun to read about them and I learned a lot. I would give the collection an "A." I'll miss connuing the discussion of your lives on Thursday night.
   Warm regards, Jack

Thursday, August 30, 2018

Killers of the Flower Moon by David Grann

The entire tribe of Travelers in the Mist strode forth in the late evening of the last Thursday of the August moon past the live oaks and the white oaks and into the humble hogan of Prof. Gillen. We welcomed Prof. Irons, a fellow traveler, for his initial venture into the murkiness. We received our published memoirs for our September meeting and rendered payments for our headrights thereunto. We considered the entries in the Virtual Cemetery for the Killers of the Flower Moon and whether their lives as documented by Prof. Grann can bring meaning to ours.  As we passed visual memories of the Tonkawa tribe around the campfire, each traveler spoke in their native tongue.

Ken:  This book came highly recommended by my wife and her book club.  It was resurrected history that needed to be told.  I found the book hard to put down.  If it were not my selection, I would grade it A-, but I vote to give it a solid A.

Charlie:  A-  The story line moves from bad, to very bad, to very, very bad.  I consider this very good journalism, not artistic like Truman Capote's In Cold Blood.  But high quality journalism:  A-

Ron B:  I found the book to provide good intensity for the 36% I have read on my Kindle.  That part was well written; the story needed to be told.  I found the narration to be a bit tedious as the author told where each character went, what they did in great detail.  The part I read was fairly good.

Tom G:  I agree with Dick J's comments:  a fascinating story and history, but the writing did not pull me in - not like Lansing's Endurance and other non-fiction books which have pulled me in.  B

Bob S:  Again I find myself overwhelmed with sadness by man's inhumanity and abuse of their fellow men, and women in this case, of members of the Osage Tribe.  I tired quickly of who killed who and how they were killed.  I was also moved by the injustice to those who had done no harm to anyone, and were only trying to enjoy the benefits of their good fortune to having been shunted to the least favorable land they could be given after being driven from their ancestral homelands by the aggression of white culture's westward expansion.
  To me, the book stands as further proof of the horrors inflicted on people by America's disregard for many peoples rights in the name of Manifest Destiny to be a "unified" nation from sea to shining sea.    I thought the book was well written. I found it a page turner and read it in four days, a record for me.  But at the end it left me depressed and saddened that I had been exposed to yet another example of how our great nation treated many of its citizens, with the only consolation being the creation of another institution of government to prevent criminal predation of one against another.  A-

Rob E:  I learned a lot from the book.  Things I wish could have (would have) been taught in school in the 50s in my home state of Oklahoma.  We learned about Indian tribes being relocated to OK; we learned about land rushes.  But that’s about it.I hope current and future students learn the ‘rest of the story,’ as illuminated by David Grann.
  My feeling about many non-fiction books that we’ve read is that the author does research and puts findings on 3x5 cards, then tries to tape them together to create a book.  I did not have that feeling here, perhaps because the author is a journalist, not a historian, or wanna-be historian.  It was good reading, as well as eye-opening.
  I was interested in the J. Edgar Hoover role.  He got his successful showcase trial, then left the scene, which was still littered with unrecognized and unprosecuted murders. It was interesting that Hoover regarded himself as a Progressive.  I’ve long thought that if you have to identify as a Progressive, you probably aren’t. Grann says (p. 178) that for J. Edgar, “Progressivism … reflected his own obsession with organization and social control.”  He goes on to note that Progressives, like Hoover, "… were so convinced of their own virtuous authority that they disdained democratic procedures.” Sound familiar? Thus, e.g., the Osage interests would be protected by ‘guardians.'
  Mentioning disdained democratic procedures makes me think of NYT columnist Tom Friedman who periodically writes on the theme, Why can’t our government be more like the Chinese? To me the Progressive trend has been exemplified in big cities, USA, over the last 50 years, where minorities have been consigned to ‘reservations’ that have poor living conditions, crime, drug trafficking, ineffective schools, joblessness, dysfunctional families, … all analogous to how the Osage were treated. These modern 'tribes' don’t have oil. Their ‘guardians’ only want their votes.

Pardon the side-trip.  As an Oklahoman, I really appreciate this book.  I give the book an A.

Bob W:  I give the book an unequivocal A, and I do not often grade thus.  This was a very valuable contribution to the history of the country.  Pretty well written, immense amount of research.  The last two chapters were more than we needed to know.  A

Karl Irons:  The story was worth telling -- and should have been told a long time ago -- but it wasn't told very well. There were too many holes and unanswered questions for my liking. I think the last chapter gave a clue as to why in that the author appeared to have been very careful to only report on what he could document through his extensive research. Grade B (A for the story; C for the execution.)

Dick J:  Tom and I agree:  not well written.  I read the book when it first came out, and again with the Club, and both times came away wanting more.  I immediately got it our of the library when it was first published and read it.  The book could be so much more.  I had the same reaction with the second reading.  The book came up short.  A great story not told in a great manner.  B+

Mike:  A great book for the first 36%.  What a story - how could none of us know anything about this?  My personal ignorance continues to amaze me.  The author did a beautiful job of drawing you in early by telling the story through the simple plea of  Mollie Burkhart:  where is my sister Anna?  She left my home 3 days ago - where is she?  From there, the mystery deepened.  Later he got a bit taken up in lionizing Tom White, who deserved to be lionized - but with what amount of detail?  And in Part 3, the Trial, the telling was muddled and non-gripping.  Finally, I would have loved to have an index in this book.  Tonight's discussion by my club members have convinced me: not an A- but a B+

Jack:  I thoroughly enjoyed the book.  I feel the same as Ken and Ron:  a story that needed to be told.  I learned so much about transgressions against the Indians, about the FBI, and about Oklahoma.  A-

Keith:  The author attempted a scholarly work and failed.  For this group of retired scientists he should have had a 100 page summary at the end.  In the third chapter, he became dramatic and it went downhill but he kept writing.  The government found a couple of scapegoats and quit investigating.  The book provided more questions than answers.

  Virtual Cemetery  

Osage Indian Murders

Thursday, July 26, 2018

The Hi Lo Country by Max Evans

The old cowboys gathered around the campfire at Park Avenue and recollected when they broke broncs with the late great Big Boy Matson in the Hi Lo Country.  Some of them spoke up as a herd of hydrophobic bison sauntered through the evening and the embers glowed with remembrance -

Tom G:  I did not engage the book, I could not get involved, like Evans’ character could not get involved with any woman. The one time I was engaged was the winter storm part when they were trying to save the cows and got caught in the storm.  My favorite Evans books are the middle part of Bluefeather Fellini and The Rounders. This was of a much lesser grade.  Grade = C+

Charlie P. – I agree with Tom G. Evans discussion of animals is interesting but not his descriptions of people. Everyone drank to excess and engaged in violence, always fighting. Not very good. I liked The Last Picture Show and it was regionalism but it had relationships and a plot. Bogdanovich directed.   Grade =

Ken G.:  Mixed emotions. Some good description of cowboying, lots of weird characters, mostly unfortunates. Josefa was the only likeable person. The plot was predictable. I knew Big Boy would die and the ending was terrible.  Grade = C+

Jack F.  Entertaining, good descriptive language.  Makes a good movie.  42-43 characters, mostly one dimensional, but none were well developed. My main take away was, “Don’t never get me one of them red-assed monkeys.”  Grade = C+

Bob W:  Pass; did not read because traveling in Norway.

Keith: – I enjoyed the book because it described real cowboys. I worked ranches when young, and spent time in Raton, Cimarron, and Des Moines. It accurately described cowboys, who are basically blue collar workers who worked hard and drank and fought on weekends The menage a trois with a married woman was an unique plot development.  Evans is a living legend. I enjoyed the book and story. Grade = B+

Ron B. – did not attend. Stabilizing blood pressure.   Grade = B+

Bob S:  – I picked this book for three reasons. First, I saw the documentary and realized that Max Evans was an important New Mexico author and I wanted to show the documentary in conjunction with a book. I chose Hi Lo Country.

  Second, it describes a part of the world I have been fascinated with most of my life:  the Hi Lo country. In Texas where I grew up the Cap Rock is famous. The Staked Plains sits over the Oglala aquifer. It is a huge elevated plateau or mesa, over 250 miles north to south and 150 miles from east to west. In Spanish, it was called the Llano Estacado, translated as staked plains. It is surrounded on three sides by valleys and deep arroyos; on the north by the Canadian River valley and on the West by the Pecos River Valley in New Mexico,  Palo Duro Canyon, southeast of Amarillo, is perhaps its most famous valley.  When I was an 8 year old kid, starting around 1954 my family would drive out to Ruidoso in one day every year to spend a month in the cool mountains in the middle of the summer.  Every year we would cross the Staked Plains. I remember driving past the western edge of the staked plains in the late afternoon and would begin playing a game to see who could first see the Sacramento Mountains. Later, when I would go to Philmont Scout Ranch, we would drive across the northern part of it to Cimarron.

  Third, the book describes New Mexico; its land, weather, and people. In my opinion, that puts it in the category of American regionalism literature. The closest book that we have read that I can think of is Cannery Row by John Steinbeck. I thought the book had strong plots, Evans’ willingness to investigate and expose his emotional feelings for Mona, Big Boy, and his failure as a rancher. The other thing that was evident to me that was exposed by the documentary and just briefly touched upon in the book was Evans’ interest in the spiritual realm.
Grade = B

And from elsewhere in and out of the Hi Lo Country:

  I enjoyed the first 25% of the book - in fact, I thought it was a cowboy's version of Querencia (a New Mexico refuge - my favorite NM book). E.g., the coyote hunts in the two books. But the book soon turned to brawling and carousing and that turned me off. Could this have been written by the esteemed author of the Bluefeather Fellini tales? Well, yes, sad to say.

When our hero drew the toughest bronc in the rodeo, I got cynical: thought, Well, of course! Artificial plot thickener. Best line: "When he hit the ground he was a steer." One of the worst: "He sounded like a herd of hydrophobic buffalo tearing through the brush.... there was a splash that sounded as if the moon had rocketed into the Pacific." There were too many such strained allegories.

I wanted to see the movie, for the sake of comparison, but didn't want to buy it at the Ebay price. Sorry I won't be at meeting and hear reports from those who have seen the movie and how the movie compares to the book. I look forward to reading the reviews. Grade: C+


I will not be able to attend the Book Club meeting tomorrow evening--I simply cannot sit for two hours with my current back problems. I have enclosed my review of The Hi-Lo Country by Max Evans.

 I was quite disappointed by The Hi-Lo Country. My disappointment with the book began in the introduction that was written by Max Evans. In that introduction he spent a great deal of time talking about the drinking and fighting that he undertook during the writing the book--one of the incidents led to his being forced to type with his left hand and another led him to being thrown in jail. I found those references strange but once I read the book I could see that he really relished drinking and fighting--the major activities in which the characters of the book engaged.

When I was in graduate school one of my colleagues and I used to look for what we called "Strange Types" on the Indiana University campus. Max Evans also was a great collector of "types" in his book. I found few either interesting or positive characters in the book. I got tired of the narrator and the only person who seemed to be talented enough to rise above his current life was Big Boy who was a talented individual who spent his time trying to be with a married woman who apparently had been a prostitute in her earlier life.

In the end Big Boy is killed by Little Boy, a not particularly impressive individual--by the time he was killed, I really didn't care. The narrator is also hung up on the ex-prostitute and rejects the possibility of marrying one of the few positive characters in the book. She apparently wised up in the end marrying a local boy and moving to California.

I have to admit that I found some of the characters funny but in the end I wanted to get a gunny sack and take them down to the crick (as they say in Utah) and drown them. Evans says he is going to present an image of The Hi-Lo Country. What he really presents is an image of many of the lost souls in The Hi-Lo Country and we really learn little about the residents.

Earlier in the year we read a book which covers a similar area, Plainsong. In that book you really learn about the residents of the area. In the end Plainsong told us about those residents and there were uplifting moments. I had looking forward to reading The Hi-Lo Country and have no desire to read other books by Evans. Plainsong was a solid A. This book was a B- at best.


  Max Evans’ prose is like cowboy poetry:   lightly entertaining, but you don’t want to read an entire book of it. The Hi Lo Country hit me like a bad Baxter Black rendition from page 1.  Is there a plot here, or are we going to lurch from ‘cutesey’ drunken adventure to overstated drunken mis-adventure? Beyond two friends seeking the affection of the same married woman, it didn’t come together and certainly didn’t capture my affections.

  There is a great deal that distinguishes P.G. Wodehouse and “Right Ho, Jeeves” from Max Evans and his work. I love to get to the next chapter of Wodehouse, and I dread picking up Evans again. The similes throughout are certainly unique but way overwrought. I’ve eaten at Vick’s Vittles, spent some time on a ranch, lusted after married women, watched my mother-in-law castrate calves, ridden a bit and got kicked by a horse … but it didn’t make me a Max Evans fan. The last third of the book brought a plot into the collection, but the awkward date-rape scene (“she didn’t give me the satisfaction of resisting”) and having Little Boy shoot the superhero pushed the book well down into my “can’t recommend” category.  C
  -  Mike

Thursday, June 28, 2018

Tuxedo Park by Jennet Conant

   The leading powers in the scientific and literary establishments met in the Park Avenue offices of Dr. Charles Palmer on the last Thursday of June 1940 to discuss the giant cyclotron and urologists. Included were (left to right) Ernest Simon, Arthur Gilbert, Vannevar Palmer, Manette Easterling, James B. Blackledge, Karl Bousek, and Alfred Jensen.  Prof Gillen and his vastly overpaid grad students (Genoni, Ferrell, and Woods) were not present, but provided comments.  Those present offered the following:

Mike:  I had often wondered why a great physicist like Ernest Lawrence was not recruited for The Manhattan Project.  This book answered that question in spades:  Lawrence & Loomis were a Dynamic Duo that started their work well before Pearl Harbor and continued past V-J Day.
Was Tuxedo Park the best name?  Alternate titles:  The Science of WW II;  Loomis, Lawrence, and The Rad Lab.  From Bonds to Bombs.  From Rad to Rand. 
 The writing was cleanly crafted but did not capture the humanity and humor that Conant provided in 109 East Palace.  I felt it was not necessary to start with Richards suicide, and that the middle of the book dragged with details best confined to an Appendix.  B+

Bob S: Fascinating American history that I loved.  I get inspired by people like Loomis:  demonstrating the ability to drive a difficult project to conclusion.  So impressive with the history, the war effort, how it all got started:  radar, fission.  It was riveting - "You need a scientist?  We'll call this guy!  Let's send them all to MIT for the summer!"  A story of making consequential decisions and backing them up with cash.  A-

Keith:  Concision is the key word:  this would have been a great 170 page book.  Review:  "Ode to A. LoomisB

Dick J:  I agree that it dragged in places.  My connection:  when Loomis during WW I was at Aberdeen Proving Grounds:  my brilliant younger brother has been there for 35 years, no thought of retiring.  I did enjoy it, and will send it on to my nephew in Utah.  A-

Ron Bousek:  It could have been shorter for the general reader, but I felt she was trying to document the era.  I give it an A.

Rob E:  I read it for the last three days - it was difficult for me to obtain - and am impressed with what I have read.  I have critiqued a lot of histories and have a mental image of the author collecting all their facts and material on 3" x 5" cards, then trying to organize the results.  I didn't feel that here.  She was telling a story - the radar story.  I now realize it was so integral to the British to solve the German bombing situation.  I give it an A as I am impressed.

Charlie:  I chose this book after viewing The American Experience:  The Secrets of Tuxedo Park, which had numerous interview comments by Jennet Conant, who I appreciated when we read 109 East Palace.  Consider that Loomis took up science at the age of 47 - what energy and drive he demonstrated.   It was kinda slow getting to the the Rad Lab.  Conant had lots of research she wanted to get in.  I give it an A.

And from outside radar range of Orange County:

Although I found Tuxedo Park a little slow at first, it later became a page-turner that I had trouble putting down - fascinating discussions of radar development and its impact on the war.  A
    -  Ken

Dear Charlie,
   Still stuck in Utah. My comments follow:
  Much like my experience with Jennet Conant’s 109 East Palace, I got bogged down sometimes with the detail she brought to the story; however, similar to her history of Los Alamos, Conant describes a fascinating period of our history and a fascinating personality about whom I knew nothing. I was literally left breathless reading and learning about the breakneck speed at which Loomis was able to garner financial and scientific support for his projects and ultimately carry out the development and productions of the systems. It was fortunate for our country and Great Britain that Alfred Loomis was there at that time in our history. Conant’s family connection to that time and her curiosity about it seem to feed her desire to research every angle and then writes about it in such a style that puts you at the scene.   A-
   Regards, Jack

Thursday, May 31, 2018

The Remains of the Day by Kazuo Ishiguro

  Naturally, like many of us, I have a reluctance to change too many of the old ways.  Thus it was that the last Thursday of the month, and indeed the last day of May, caused several of us in the service to gather around the fire in the servants hall at the residence of Sir Robert Woods in Oxfordshire.  As it should be, it occurred at the traditional time, 7 o'clock in the evening.  

  Now for a great many people, the evening is the most enjoyable part of the day. Perhaps, then, there is something to your advice that I should cease looking back so much, that I should adopt a more positive outlook and try to make the best of what remains of my day. After all, what can we ever gain in forever looking back and blaming ourselves if our lives have not turned out quite as we might have wished?  What, indeed, is our Legacy?  The best we can hope for is to capture and publish a series of memorials and memoirs.   

  As you may surmise, Miss Kenton and I will not be in attendance at this Thursday's meeting, as we have run away for a fourth time from her marriage and are nesting in the Sangre de Cristos. I have taken the Ford of my former employer, and it is currently abandoned on a side road.  Furthermore, Lord Ferrell is traversing the depths of what is now called the Irish Republic, or perhaps the Wilds of Scotland, and Surgeon Palmer is hosting revolutionaries from Boston and the Colonies.  We requested Councilor Simon to collect the summary comments at the gathering of sympathizers and near-converts and provide them posthaste to myself or Miss Kenton.  Those aforementioned comments appear below.

Ken – a bit slow but memorable, unusually well written, eye opening,
 I enjoyed it  Grade:  A-

Tom – sympathize with Keith.  I have a similar dislike for long paragraphs.
 I liked the care Stevens took with language.  For me it was a page-turner, I could not put it down.  I felt for Stevens.   Grade: firm A

Rob - I was disappointed.  I remember the movie and I liked it better, I was put off by the long sections devoted to bantering
 I liked Upstairs/Downstairs better.  I did not like the excessive use of double negatives, like “he was not unperturbed.”   Grade:  B -

Ron – I like the book better than I thought I would when I got into his mind set.
  I liked the descriptions of England, perhaps because I have traveled in England.
  I enjoyed the documentation of a past era.  The excesses in language were part of the atmosphere of the book,   Grade:  A

Bob – painted a believable picture of an individual, but I had a feeling that there was lots missing.  Much was hinted at that should be in there but is not.  Within the walls of the novel he established, he did a good job.  Grade:  A –

Keith – lack of concision.  I can reduce the entire book to two words, “garrulously gassy”   with lots of loquaciousness stilted language.  I did not enjoy the butler talk.  Specialized.  If you can speak until you die, this is an example.
 Lots of words, not much content. Overly wordy, unlike poetry  Grade: B –

Robert S – I found it hard to engage with because it was so slow moving.
 Also, Steven’s personality was a bit off putting.
 I found it an excellent explication of the times and station of a between the Wars butler.  Set in the 50’s but described the 20’s and 30’s as the big house culture was ending.   Grade: B+

And from well outside of Moscombe:

Dear Bob,

  Sorry I won't be able to attend the LTBC meeting you're hosting on Thursday.  We're not experiencing any social or cultural revolution, but we have been enjoying the music of the late 18th and early 19th century in Vienna and Salzburg as we roam around Mozart’s, Strauss’ and Beethoven’s old stomping grounds.

  I can't say I enjoyed THE REMAINS OF THE DAY, but I am glad I read it.  It gave me insight into a different era and culture for which I had little appreciation.  I found the story sad if not downright tragic, which as a student of German literature I can relate to.  I could also empathize with the situation the servant class found itself in at this turning point in British history; however, I had little compassion for Mr. Stevens particularly when it came to his relationship with his father at the end of the latter’s career and life.  Additionally, his relationship with Miss Kenton often seemed unreal and his actions uncaring if not cruel.  I did enjoy Ishiguro’s writing style and would like to read another of his novels in the hope of finding a more compassionate character.   B


The Remains of the Day by Kazuo Ishiguro
Comments by M.A. Blackledge, 30 May 2018
  This was a fascinating book to me for several reasons.
  Having seen the movie by the same name, my reading vision was full of Anthony Hopkins and Emma Thompson. I will watch the movie again after reading the book, but the memory I came away with from the movie was all about unrequited love; my vision was of love offered and never accepted.  Most depressing. 
  The book was so much more, so very much more.  To begin with, the writing, the prose was captivating, beautifully drawing the reader into the well orchestrated view of the butler.  It reminded me once again of how some of our most excellent English writing is by English-as-a-second-language authors:  Nabokov, Conrad, and here Ishiguro.  (Here I can envision Genoni reminding us that Nabokov claims his nanny taught him English prior to his learning Russian, but we all know Russian was his ‘true’ language.)
  Then I loved how I was carried along, and it took me awhile before I realized we were in the presence of an unreliable narrator – something introduced to me by Nabokov, and done so cleverly here.  We actually get ‘alternative memories’ as our protagonist Stevens admits, “now that I think about it, that’s not the way it happened – here is what happened.”  This is first hinted when we see Stevens lies, he denies that he worked for Lord Darlington in the early days.  It was a bit of a shock, but he explains it away.  Twice he denies Lord Darlington in discussions with strangers, and thrice, like Peter disowning Jesus, before the tale is told.  On the car trip as he allows the simple people of Moscombe to go on being awed by this great man with the fancy Ford who has had Winston Churchill to his house.  
  The Nazi sympathizers of the mid 1930s; the English countryside; the heroic image of his father, head down, kneeling before his serving cart (hopefully this is the image I will keep from the book); the people and the servants and the Lords – all beautifully woven together in such well crafted prose.  And when at the very end, when Stevens actually admits his heart was breaking, my heart broke just a bit as we finally get a glimpse inside, that there are after all feelings within the costume, indeed within the English armor of a career pretender.  Solid A.
   -  Lord Halifax
      Edward Wood, 1st Earl of Halifax


  This was a beautiful book. While it initially seems to be slow moving and a bit too restrained, it develops into a novel with an extraordinary emotional content, with its story of of wasted lives, emotional dis-connectedness, lost love, and misplaced loyalty.  The writing is consistently wonderful.  Nothing to criticize here – a solid A.


  I had intended to attend last night but just did not feel well so I called Bob and told him I was not coming.  I was disappointed because I really wanted to hear the discussion.  Here is my review:

  I really enjoyed The Remains of the Day both times I read it.  I liked it even more the second time.
  This is a great book for people in our age group--many of us are looking back at our past and trying to enjoy the days remaining in our lives.

  I found the characters in the book to be interesting, the book had a great plot, and it was extremely well written.
  I watched the movie but liked the book much more than the movie.
  I would give the book an A.



Thursday, April 26, 2018

Plainsong by Kent Haruf

Here was this man Tom Genoni in Holt standing at the back window in the kitchen of his house smoking cigarettes and looking out over the back lot where the sun was just setting. The book club was gathered as it was the last Thursday of the month, at the sundown hour.
This ain't going to be no goddamn Sunday school picnic, he said, to no one in particular. They think writing their memoirs is hard? This is gonna be harder.  Most of these fellers never even raised a daughter. They have no idea. A girl is different. They want things. They need things on a regular schedule. Why, a girl's got purposes you and me can't even imagine. They got ideas in their heads you and me can't even suppose.
  Ain't going to be no goddamn Sunday school picnic, he repeated. He looked out over the back lot and watched the wind whip the leaves around. The air was turning sharp, with a fall feeling of loneliness coming. Something unaccountable pending in the air. What would they say?

Dick J:  I won't take long.  I loved this book.  I read it twice and I read the trilogy.  It's an A.

Keith G:  I enjoyed the small town connection - in Pagosa Springs, in Jemez, everyone knows everyone.  They don't care how you are dressed, I can leave my key with a neighbor and they will walk my dog while I'm gone.  A

Mike B:  The loving, captivating, unisonous voice of Kent Haruf immerses the reader into a year in the Life of the small drama of small town America. Would Ike and Bobby grow up to be like the McPherons?  That would not be all bad.  The first fourth of the book was dark, despair, depression.  Haruf pulled the characters and the reader slowly along, until he brought us all together at the end.  A

Kenny G:  There wasn't a lot of plot.  It was a pleasant and heartwarming tale of how people live their lives.  I will remember this book and I strongly recommend it.  A

Charlie:  This may well be one of the top 20 books we have read.  I couldn't find anything wrong with this book.  A

Bob S:  A wonderful book.  If it lacked anything, it was the arc of a classic.  People were having trouble in their lives but he brought them together nicely.  A-

Rob E:  I felt it was a superficial look at rural America.  I got side-tracked by the bachelor brothers and couldn't get Garrison Keillor out of my mind.  I remember in my senior year of high school, one of the popular girls got pregnant by a guy who was a thug, our version of Russell Beckman.  I didn't get into it or find it as moving as I heard tonight.  A-

Tom G:  Solid A.  Best - what do we mean by that?  Enjoyable and had an impact on me, the best we've read since Shane.  I had a hard time putting it down, and then a hard time picking it up again as I worried that something bad was going to happen.  Just inside the front cover, six of the blurbs on the two pages of Aclaim for Kent Haruf's Plainsong use the word "spare."

... and from well outside of Holt:

Dear Tom,
I am sorry I won't be at the LTBC meeting you are hosting. I'll be in the sky somewhere between ABQ and BWI on my way to Cork, Ireland.  It should be a great discussion. Thank you for choosing the book. I loved it. My comments follow:

Kent Haruf's Plainsong is one of the best books I have read. I could not put it down. Coming from a small town I could easily relate to Holt and to the characters who populate it. Haruf's prose is simple and straightforward. The plain language he uses and the barren landscapes he paints create an atmosphere that helps drive the plot, which is an excellent example of how form affects content. In spite of the difficult circumstances some of the characters find themselves in, I believe the story resonates with hope. The generosity and love of the McPheron brothers, for example, far outweigh the cruelty bestowed upon Victoria Roubideaux. I highly recommend the book. A


Brothers of the Book-- Sorry to say due to unforeseen scheduling conflict I'll miss the meeting. I enjoyed the book. Liked the style and story line. Good pick, Tom. A -- Ron

Thursday, March 29, 2018

"In Memoriam R.W.A."

Sleep Well,  Sir Richard 
               by Keith Gilbert, LTBC Poet Laureate

A man of Letters, Sir Richard Arms
    Also Market Technician with Wizardly Charms

Dick penned five books, and loved to fish
   His opus "Tackle Box" fulfilled that wish.

Like "Old Ike," a monster trout
   With whom Dick's bud Jim, had a lifetime bout

Yea, many times Jim had hooked his prey,
   Only to have "Old Ike" get away.

Then one bright morn Dick snags this beast,
   And his first thought:  "Man, what a feast!"

But as Dick reels "Ike" to the shore
   He casts a reflexion on his good friend's lore -

And then Dick, acting on wisdom and whim
   Does a "catch and release" in honor of Jim.

To our Book Club Dick sprinkled wisdom and insight
   And his droll sense of humor added radiant light.

In summary, Dick's impact no one can replace,
   He blended charm and wit with a golden grace!

So goodbye, Brother Dick, you've brought us much pleasure
   And sleep well, Richard, our consummate treasure.