By Suzanne Morgan Williams
So it’s summer and I’ve been doing everything but writing
this post. I’ve been reading The Wright
Brothers by David McCullough (fabulous by the way), writing, gardening,
entertaining. Summer has a way of racing by, and yet some of my best memories
are of staying up most of the night, windows open, cooling off from the heat of
the day with a book. One marathon read was Gone With the Wind when I was about
sixteen. Talk about hooked on historical fiction!
My personal summer reading program started with my
father, who from the time I can remember, brought all of us kids a book for our
birthday. It was never wrapped but we knew it was coming. He’d stop by Stacey’s
Bookstore in San Francisco on his way home from work and choose a book for us. My birthday is in the summer. Ones
I remember – Date Bait – a cookbook
for girls (okay, it was the ‘50s), Our
Wonderful Earth, or some such title, which told the story of the earth in
geologic time, Jane Eyre, Heidi, All
About the Insect World, Black Beauty. I treasure those times, reading late
on August nights with my new birthday book that my dad picked out, just for me.
So I’ll be lazy with this blog post and ask you to remember. What books did you read late into the night? What books
were given to you that you still think of? Books are connections to the author,
the reader, the giver, the receiver. Those connections are powerful and not
soon forgotten. Here’s to summer, and the people we love who love books.
I read Gone With the Wind in eighth grade and it definitely steered me to historical fiction for life!
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