Highlight of the weekend...new books.
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Nope nothing wrong with me that a resoration of my pension wouldn't cure.
The titles is....
Joe...'The Perfect Horse' and 2 bios of Coco Chanel.
Mark, they took your pension??
Another 25% this month gone with the wind.
The perfect horse book looks interesting
Holy shit, Mark. I don't know what to say.
...other than it sucks.
Joe, with your interest in history, I think you'd like it.
That's about all we could say as well Jean--post city bankruptcy we, the retirees, are subject to the "consent agreement," the same vehicle they used to wipe out 100% of our earned benefit, healthcare.
After a life time spent adapting one would prefer to not have to adapt to new realities but "it is what it is." We adapt.
I have a restraining order preventing me from enetering bookshops and kitchen shops.
Ha! I'm not at all surprised, Lee.
Shameful that book stores are hard to find. I often remember the very first "big people's" book my sister bought at a used book store for me. I remember going shopping with her and she let me pick out any hardcover book I wanted. Jessica's First Prayer. You'd think she gave me gold! I've tried several times to find this book - want it for memories' sake. None with that title is my precious book. Oh well, I will always have memories of the people who encouraged me to read -- my mom (Do you remember Little Big books?) and my oldest sister.
Enjoy your books, Jean.
bonnie
Bonnie, my first 'grown-up' book was "The Nun's Story" borrowed from the bookmobile.
I do indeed remember Little Big Books, however, the first time I remember someone reading to me was my Dad reading the Sunday Funnies with me sitting in his lap.
I hope you find your first book.
My earliest memory regarding books are of the Little Golden books. It created an addict of me then and there. My very earliest memory of being read to is my grandfather reading me the racing form. If I drooled on a horse's name, he'd bet on it.
I had a 30/70 success rate.
30/70 huh? Not bad for a babe in gramp's lap.
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