Celebrate
Today is National Book Lover’s Day.
To honor the day I bought two books, ordered three at the library, and will pick up one of the two that just arrived at my home library. I almost forgot the biography of Emma Goldman—I found in the stacks at a different library. Years ago I owned a tee shirt with an Emma quote—If I can’t dance, I don’t want to be part of your revolution. I loved that shirt and wore it until it tattered.
An aside— according to one family story, not entirely reliable, there was a Russian anarchist in our genealogy. He was entangled in the Russian Revolution— attuned to Trotsky. Even if the accuracy of the tale is suspect it adds drama to our family history.
And before dinner I sat and read for an hour— all the while repeating a mantra—-‘‘tis a day for book lovers. After dinner, dishes, and odds and ends I continue reading. At 9:30 I poured some Chardonnay in an ersatz wine glass, looked at the clock with delight— more time to celebrate this fine day.
And what a fine collection of books awaits me. They are stacked, one on top of another.
To honor the day I bought two books, ordered three at the library, and will pick up one of the two that just arrived at my home library. I almost forgot the biography of Emma Goldman—I found in the stacks at a different library. Years ago I owned a tee shirt with an Emma quote—If I can’t dance, I don’t want to be part of your revolution. I loved that shirt and wore it until it tattered.
An aside— according to one family story, not entirely reliable, there was a Russian anarchist in our genealogy. He was entangled in the Russian Revolution— attuned to Trotsky. Even if the accuracy of the tale is suspect it adds drama to our family history.
And before dinner I sat and read for an hour— all the while repeating a mantra—-‘‘tis a day for book lovers. After dinner, dishes, and odds and ends I continue reading. At 9:30 I poured some Chardonnay in an ersatz wine glass, looked at the clock with delight— more time to celebrate this fine day.
And what a fine collection of books awaits me. They are stacked, one on top of another.
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