Thinking back on the day, I was remembering what books my husband and I chose to read on our honeymoon. Being book lovers, we both took our choices very seriously.
I chose to read Dewey Defeats Truman
by Thomas Mallon for a few reasons. First, it was American historical fiction and I was only a year out of college and my American Studies degree. Second, this novel also had a love story at its center, and I was reading it on my honeymoon. Third, the book was set in the small New York hometown of Dewey but it also alludes to the famous Tribune headline. I was leaving my childhood life in the NJ/NY area and buying my first home in the Chicago area right after the honeymoon. It was the perfect bridge book between my old home and my new. The coming of age angle to the story was also appropriate.While my choice was good, my husband's was even better. He chose to read the classic trip novel On the Road
by Jack Kerouac. But not only did he read it, he also used the inside covers to record everything we did and ate on our honeymoon. We have gone back over the years and looked through this log of the first days of our marriage. It is a special memento. The fact that is also a book, is a bonus.To this day just the mention of these books, even just their authors, brings back those happy memories of my wedding and honeymoon.
So for today's Monday Discussion, share a book that is tied to a particularly happy memory in your life.
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When we got married in October, my husband and I decided to replace the usual guest book with a reasonably fancy copy of Ender's Game--the first book we'd really bonded over while discussing it (and its sequels). We left instructions for guests to sign on any page they liked. The result was pretty awesome. People who'd read it found the parts they liked to sign near, and people who hadn't still had fun with it. A few people signed on the first page of the chapter "Valentine," and one couple even made a puzzle that, when solved, created a haiku out of words from the book. Even barely 8 months later it's already a great memory. I expect it will remain so in the future.
Happy Anniversary Becky! There are a few books that come to mind for this category. The book that jumps to mind most is Rumble Fish by S.E. Hinton. I read it in detention in 8th grade. When I finally got out of school I wasn't done with the book so i sat in an alley and read the ending under a street light. My parents asked where I was when I got home (I had missed dinner) and when I said I was reading they grounded me for lying.
Happy Anniversary Becky & Eric!
Your question brought me back to
being in 8th grade and reading
the book "I Can't Wait Til
Tomorrow Because I get Better
Looking Everyday" by Hall of
Fame football player Joe Namath.
I was a huge fan of his and the
book was a tell-all tale in his
own words and contained language
and material that would be called
"unsuitable for younger readers".
I brought the book to school and
when my Social Studies teacher
saw me reading it he was shocked
at both my having it and under-
standing it! LOL He took me
aside and suggested I don't bring
the book to school again but
nudged my shoulder and said "It's
pretty good, isn't it?"! I felt
like I was knighted an adult
reader.
Happy Anniversary, Becky! Since I live in a house with three male non-readers, I can't really tie a memory to reading and discussing a book with any of them (except picture books when my sons were little).
I do however vividly remember reading Gone with the Wind in elementary school and just getting lost in the moment. It brings me back to my childhood and very many happy memories of my family and the home where I grew up.
Really? I can only pick one? Okay, how about...
being eleven years old and "sitting" in the bathroom, and finishing the book that I was reading -- so I picked up the one my mom had left for later, which was a cheesy romance novel called Lady Legend, which I've come to realize is Standard Fare for that market, but at eleven years old was an instant eye-opener. When my parents had "the talk" with me many many many manymanymany moons later, I just kind of rolled my eyes at them and said something along the lines of "Do you KNOW how long I've been reading Mom's stories?! We can skip this."
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