Windy and cool this morning so I'm here at the dining table rather than at the golf course. After commenting on the woes of TW last night, the balance of the evening and part of this morning was spent in finishing Bao Dinh's The Sorrow of War (Loogootee Public Library got it for me - thank you, Mary). This book is the ramblings of a Vietnam soldier and deals with, pay attention now, the sorrow of war. The protagonist is a youngster who spends his youth, as many Vietnamese did, fighting the American War. It's a tale of the horrors of war, of lost youth and of lost love. Powerful and engaging, and well worth the time and effort if you are at all interested in the Vietnam Experience.
One of the nicest things about working in a seasonal business is the chance to catch up on stuff and things in the offseason. Both Diane and I revel in the opportunity to catch up on our reading, to explore different worlds and perspectives from a host of different authors. Diane, for the most part, covers the fictional side of the universe, the imaginary and created side, while I handle the non-fictional, the real world so to speak. The book mentioned above is an exception for me though it blends in nicely and offers an emotional side to the many 'real' books I've read on Vietnam. A necessary exception and one that Diane would probalby say I need to make more often.
Saturday, February 24, 2007
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