Thursday, 19 April 2018

Remembering My Parents’ Bookshelf

"All at once, I’m looking at my parents’ bookcase, circa 1965. I can picture the spine of that book through the glass door, encased in a green paper cover. Sadly, I can’t picture the books on either side of it. Pretty much all of them dated from the same era, when hard-drinking men like John Huston were making movies. I wish I’d taken a picture of those book shelves, but who would think of doing that?  They spoke to me of my parents’ lives, their education, and the era which formed them."
The Millions
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