Whisper1 Seventh Thread of 2022

As the fall blows leaves around the garden patches, there are still those that remain stuck and stubbornly remain. The rest swirl round the side walks and the front and back of the house, moving on to another more welcome place. Those that remain are like memories, leaving me to ponder the areas in my life where I am "stuck." Unable to move forward, I remain mired and tangled in thoughts that refuse to stop cluttering space. Some memories, like the leaves that float away, are multicolored and beautiful. Other thoughts are analogous to those stubborn leaves that cannot move forward and their ugliness remains as they cannot tumble or sail away on healing winds.

Raking and detaching them might not be the answer as they tend to return time and time again to strongly adhere to a place where they inhabited for a very long time, merely finding another space nearby to butt against.

As 2023 approaches, I hope to discern what should stay, and what, for better clarity of mind, needs to be bagged and thrown away. Nasty words that were often said now remain with nowhere to land safely. When I remember the comments of "I am so sorry," still, thoughts stubbornly remain atop the pile hoping to find solace. Previous hurts fester, and like some stubborn, insecure leaves, remain throughout the rain and bits of recent snow. Even the largest plowing machinery that tries to capture all, cannot be successful in dumping them away from my inner abode.

Death doesn't assist as it only reminds me that it is too late now, and removing the clogged pile only brings more space for additional hurt. I know that forgiveness is necessary, and the knowledge that I too have hurt deeply should create more paths of freedom. But, not yet as it is still fall and winter's harshness hasn't arrived to shovel it all away.

Perhaps walking a new, clear path with suffice to calm the spirit of pain and disquiet.

BOOKS READ TO DATE =134

READ IN DECEMBER 2022



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READ IN NOVEMBER 2022



TOTAL READ IN NOVEMBER 12 BOOKS
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BOOKS READ IN OCTOBER 2022



TOTAL BOOKS READ IN OCTOBER 2022 =26

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BOOKS READ IN SEPTEMBER 2022



NUMBER OF BOOKS READ IN SEPTEMBER 2022 = EIGHT

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BOOKS READ IN AUGUST 2022



NUMBER OF BOOKS READ IN AUGUST 2022 = SEVEN

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BOOKS READ IN JULY 2022



NUMBER OF BOOKS READ IN JULY = TEN

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NUMBER OF BOOKS READ IN JUNE 2022



NUMBER OF BOOKS READ IN JUNE 2022 =14

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BOOKS READ MAY OF 2022



NUMBER OF BOOKS READ IN MAY 2022 =TWO

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BOOKS READ IN APRIL OF 2022



NUMBER OF BOOKS READ IN APRIL 2022 = FOUR

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BOOKS READ IN MARCH OF 2022



NUMBER OF BOOKS READ IN MARCH OF 2022 = TEN

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BOOKS READ IN FEBRUARY OF 2022



TOTAL READ FEBRUARY 2022 = 13
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BOOKS READ JANUARY 2022



TOTAL READ JANUARY 2022=21

Pretty new thread!

Hope your holiday season starts off wonderful!

I love autumn. Happy new thread, dear lady.

Happy new thread :)

>3 cyderry: Hi Cheli. Are you healing well from your knee replacement surgery. I saw the major black and blue marks you posted. ouch!!!

All good wishes for a wonderful Thanksgiving.

Is there a moving date set?

>4 PaulCranswick: Hi Friend Paul. I am so very impressed by all the major projects you have accomplished in your career!

>5 figsfromthistle: Hi Anita. Happy Thanksgiving. Thank you for stopping by. I hope tomorrow is a special day for you.

Happy new thread Linda!

I hope your leaves stay neatly piled and produce good compost. We all have losses and regrets, alas, but there are good books, good company and pie to keep foremost in our minds so our hearts can settle.

Happy new thread, Linda. I love your topper pictures. Reading your topper comments, I can feel your disquiet and although my circumstances are different, I can relate so well these days. What's needed is a fresh, light brand new snowfall at night, when everything is quiet and sparkly and clean. Always my favourite time to watch the snow. (after a day or so, not so much, but that first is always perfect).

I need to start a new thread too. Hopefully, maybe tomorrow.

Dear Linda, I wish you a happy, thankful Thanksgiving! I know that when you count your blessings, you'll claim family and friends, books, and the beauty of this natural world. I join you. I particularly give thanks for you, a dear friend who knows loss and pain yet keeps on living and reaching for love and joy. Peace, Linda.

Happy new thread, Linda!

I love your fall toppers.
Walking between the trees in slight mist, and the fallen leaves that will feed the trees next year.

Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours, Linda.

Thank you as always for books, thank you for this group and thanks for you. Have a lovely day, Linda.xx

Hi Linda, and happy new thread.

>1 Whisper1: My, oh, my. Beautiful pictures, words deeply felt and then shared with us. Thank you.

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Happy Thanksgiving, my friend!

Linda - thank you for your beautiful words -
I looked for the author to be Emerson or Thoreau!

Have a Happy Thanksgiving Feast, Marianne

Hi Linda my dear, Happy New Thread and also Happy Thanksgiving Day.

Happy new thread, Linda.
And thank you for the beautiful words and pictures.
I wish you all the best!

Happy New Thread, Linda. I love the fall toppers. I hope you had a fine Thanksgiving. I sure did, but I missed my Jackson.

Happy new one, Linda!

Happy new thread, Linda. I love your book covers!

Such a lovely thread topper!

Happy New Thread, Linda!

Thank you for all the lovely illustrations you share. I always enjoy your threads.

>7 quondame: Hi Susan. Thanks for your lovely message! I hope you had a lovely Thanksgiving.
>8 jessibud2: Hi Shelley. Yes, a night falling of snow would be lovely. One of the highlights of retirement is that I don't have to slip and slide to work.
>9 LizzieD: Peggy, I can always count on you to send touching comments that resonate.
>10 FAMeulstee: Anita, thanks for your poetic message. I am forever blessed by you.
>11 jessibud2: Hello again Shelley. Thank you for being a constant presence on my thread.
>12 PaulCranswick: Paul, I am forever glad you are such a loving, kind person in this group.
>13 karenmarie: Hi Karen. How are you feeling?
>14 Carmenere: Lynda, I hope your Thanksgiving was peaceful. I am very thankful for your friendship.
>15 m.belljackson: Marianne, thanks for your compliment. Writing always is a way of clearing the disquiet of my mind.
>16 johnsimpson: John, may your holiday be filled with love and light, and time with your lovely grandbaby!
>17 SirThomas: Ditto to you. I hope your holidays are filled with peace and love.
>18 msf59: Mark, I understand your comment about missing your Jackson. The first grandchild is always special. I was my grandmother's first grandbaby. And, I know I was the favorite. She loved my sisters as well, but I had an incredible special bond with her throughout the years she was in my life. She died when she was 88, and I still felt I wanted more time.
>19 drneutron: Jim, thank you for all you do for this group. I know I've relied on you numerous occasions, and you are always so very gracious.
>20 BLBera: Beth, thanks for your comment regarding my book covers. It is a way of keeping stock of what, and how much I've read thus far this year.
>21 thornton37814: Thanks Lori. I hope you had a good Thanksgiving!
>22 streamsong: Janet, how nice to hear from you!

BOOK #124


Martin & Mahalia by Andrea Davis Pinkney and Brian Pinkney

This beautifully illustrated book highlights the relationship and fortitude held and shared by Martin Luther King and Mahalia Jackson that they had in common and solidified a very close relationship.

Both had a strong faith base and were raised to attend church regularly. Both used their voices as a tool for the civil rights movement at a time when segregation was the core of discrimination primarily in the southern states of the US. Martin's father was the head pastor of the Ebenezer Baptist Church in Atlanta, Georgia. Mahalia sang in the choir of the Mount Moriah Baptist Church in Black Pearl neighborhood of New Orleans, Louisiana.

Both moved people by the power of their words and music. At a terrible, ugly time of the United States history, the rule of the land was "Black Folks Here," and "White Folks There." Separation was no way equal.

This book highlights the many ways in which the two came together to represent how equality should be mandated. Mahalia was with Martin during the bus boycotts which occurred as a result of Rosa Parks who was tired, tired, tired and weary from a day of work, and a life of inequality. Refusing to give her seat to a white person, Rosa was escorted by police to leave the bus, thus igniting blacks to boycott the use of bus transportation, walking many miles to their jobs through weary feet and strong spirits.

In many ways, this was the pivotal action that started the Civil Rights movement. This, and the brutal murder of young 14 year old Emmett Till who was so very maimed at the hands of two white bigoted men that his face was rendered as unrecognizable.

When MLK lead the march on Washington, DC for jobs and freedom, it was Mahalia whose voice that sang loud and clear and inspired the thousands gathered there. It was Mahalia who encouraged Martin to tell the people about his dream. Thus, his I have a Dream Speech inspired people long after he was murdered.

The poetic writing and beautiful artistry of this husband and wife team is a book well worth reading, and keeping in my library.



Five Stars

BOOK #125



Josephine Baker's Last Dance by Sherry Jones

This is a re-read for me. Thus, this is a highly modified review previously written. While I heard of Josephine Baker, I did not know the details of her life. Born in severe poverty to a non existent (perhaps white) father, and a very physically and verbally abusive mother, she rose above it all through sheer determination.

Told she was too black, too ugly, and too stupid, she showed her adversaries and the world that a poor girl could become a world wide star. Her career started in Paris, France where she was known as the 19 year old girl who danced naked on the stage, rising to fame in her famous banana skirt dance.

Embraced in France, when she returned to the United States, she once again was saddened by the extreme prejudice and discrimination toward blacks at the hands of the white majority.

Strong and feisty, she refused to perform where blacks were prohibited. Rising to fame by her activism, she spoke at the Washington, DC March for jobs and freedom. Her inspiring words were spoken immediately before Martin Luther King and helped solidify the tone of MLK's speech.

Becoming a member of the French Resistance during World War II, she helped others defy Hitler and his reign of terror.

This is a fascinating study of a woman who refused to remain where people wanted her to stay when she was told she did not know her place! I admit to feeling prudish because the book contained quite a bit of sexual activity, and promiscuity. She was as free with her body as she was with her dance and song.

>2 Whisper1: I see where many of my book bullets came from...

Happy new thread!

Happy Tuesday, Linda! The Josephine Baker book sounds intriguing.

>26 fuzzi: Hi Fuzzi. Thanks for stopping by
>27 bell7: Mary, Josephine lived quite an exciting life. Sadly, her childhood was exceedingly tragic.

Lovely toppers and reflections Linda.

BOOK #126


The Story of Ruby Bridges by Robert Coles

Born to poor sharecropper parents in Mississippi, when machines replaced the labor pool, there was no income. Moving, her family to New Orleans, LA where her father became a janitor, and when her father arrived home, her mother went to work to clean and scrub floors in a bank.

Attending church, the family always felt they should provide a Christian church value system. When in 1960, a judge ordered four black girls to attend white elementary schools. Three girls attended one school, little six year old Ruby attending William Frantz Elementary School. Alone and scared, she was subjected to pushing, shoving and shouting. When it was feared she would be physically harmed, the president mandated federal marshals to escort her every day going to and coming home rom school.
As the book notes, the city and state did absolutely nothing to help these brave abused children.

When the crowds of parents demanded Ruby go home, they refused attendance for their children. Thus, Ruby was taught by one teacher as the only child in the classroom. Finally, whites wanted their children to attend public school as they paid for this right with taxes.

Ruby's teacher soon grew to respect Ruby's tenacity and bravery. When asked why she was talking to the white mob, Ruby replied she wasn't talking to them, she was praying to God to help her remain brave, and to forgive the nasty whites as they were bent on killing her. Ruby told the teacher she asked God to forgive these people who harmed her for like Jesus suffering, she knew that they knew not what they were doing.

Gradually, the parents allowed their children to go to school, but not to interact or talk to Ruby. Ruby attended school, and graduated from high school.

When she was older, as a married woman with four children, she created the Rugy Bridges Educational foundation which encouraged a safe space for attendance in school, for both whites and blacks.



When I read books of courage and strength of those who paved the way for others to live a better, more equal life, I remember this occurred when I was a young child. Though as a white child, I could freely attend school. Alas, Ruby paid a very high price of every day courage so that she could climb the steps to school.

>6 Whisper1: Still a few minor aches with the weather changes, but all in all, doing well. While we were traveling, I actually did more steps in one day than I have done in a day for 3 years!

Had a great time with the family in Richmond for Thanksgiving/Christmas and then got to visit with friends and check on the house. No definite moving date yet, but looks like early spring.

>31 cyderry: Cheli, I think of you often. Let's aim for another phone conversation soon.

Today was warm and beautiful, but as soon as the darkness occurred, it became very cold. I look forward to next week's stronger dose of dilaudid in the infusion pump. I'm not sleeping through the night, and am worn down. Thank God for reading!

>33 Whisper1: Do take care of yourself Linda. xx

I hope you get some overdue relief - I am not sleeping too well myself at the moment even by my own standards. I am a little bit on the lonely side I think with Hani too long in the UK already.

>34 PaulCranswick: Hi Friend! It is natural for you, an extrovert who cares deeply about others, to be lonely without Hani by your side. Thanks for sharing that with me. I'm not sure how old you are. My experience is as we get older, sleep is a luxury that is elusive. All good wishes.

BOOK #127



The Children of Lir by Sheila MacGill-Callahan with beautiful illustrations of Gennady Spirin

Gennady Spirin was born and raised in an area of Russia near Moscow. He is one of my favorite illustrators. He lives with his family in Princeton, NJ. I know he sells his exquisite art, commanding well-deserved high prices. If I was rich, I would certainly buy his offerings.

In this tale, the four beautiful children of the king are turned to swans by the wicked, jealous step mother. The swans are given beautiful voices to lure people to capture them. They are captured, netted and slated to fall in the deep ocean. Saved by a whale, they are eventually returned to original form.

On one day of the year, they can return to human form, but cannot touch the ground. In the seventh year of their curse, the step mother prepares a feast for those who support her. Stating that when the twin mountains of their father's kingdom come together, they will be freed. As this is about to occur, their father watches as his children are slated to be killed. Suddenly, the whale named Jasconius slaps the water with his tale creating a huge shape of eagles who arrive to cut the net that bounds the swans.

Wild swans created a bridge connecting the mountains as warriors fought to free the children of the king. The wicked stepmother is banished and never heard from again.

Their are no words to describe the incredible illustrations of Gennady Spirin and his renditions of folk tales, some of which are not well known.

Highly recommended, I give this book a well deserved five stars. Here are some illustrations of the book which I include to encourage you to read the books he illustrates and see the beautiful artistry.

BOOK #128


The Adventures of Tom Thumb by Marianna Mayer with lovely illustrations by Kinuko Y. Craft

As the author notes in her detailed history of this book, this tale is an old one and goes way back, perhaps to the 1500's.

In this rendition, the couple of Tall Tim and his loving wife Kate live a comfortable life in the mountains. All that is missing is a child that they very much want to add to add to their happiness. Unable to fulfill their wish, they are assisted by Merlin the Sorcerer who helps welcome Tiny Tom to Tall Tim and kind Kate. And, they are forever blessed.

Long ago, Tim made the comment that he so wanted a child to grace their home that he would love it, even if it was only as small as his thumb. Merlin carefully listened to Tall Tim, and when the child arrived, he was so small that he slept in a nut shell of a bed and is exceedingly miniature.

The excitement is infectious when the Fairy Queen and her friends help Tiny Tom to thrive by providing a life of misc. adventures. As he travels the countryside, he is given a small coach led by six white mice, and a life of happy adventure is thrilling The most famous occasion occurs when he comes upon the giant named Gembo. Gembo has cursed and caused many troubles throughout the countryside for a long time.

Gembo is as large and Tiny Tom Thumb is small. Tiny Tom is instrumental in helping to rid the countryside of the evil Gembo.

While he loves the life of excitement that the fairy people provide, he realizes that he still misses his parents. Returning to a life of love, he is welcomed with tremendous outpouring of kindness.

I've read additional books written by Marianna Mayer and illustrated by K.Y. Craft. This is a wonderful combination.

The illustrations are lovely and very detailed, and Mayer's writing is carefully crafted.

>36 Whisper1: Oh my, those images go so far beyond much that I've seen they aren't the same thing at all.

Hi Susan. Could there be more than one edition of this story? Gennedy Spirin is at the top of my list regarding illustrators. He weaves magic. If you know of another edition where you have seen other images, and if you remember, can you please let me know.

Thanks!

BOOK NUMBER 129

The Nightingale by Hans Christian Andersen with illustrations of Russian illustrator Igor Oleynikov

I've read many illustrated books, but have not come across this fantastic illustrator. The artistry is breathtaking.

This is the story of an self-absorbed Chinese emperor who wants more, more, more. Living in a stunning palace with lush gardens outside and precious objects inside, he hears the story of the song of a nightingale that lives far away in a wooded area.

A small, poor girl who carries water buckets throughout the day to help her ailing mother, finds solace at taking a respite and listening to the song of the nightingale whose music elicits tears. When the emperor learns of this bird, he must possess it. the young girl helps to find the bird for the emperor and is given a place at the palace which enables her to further help her mother.
Telling his minions to find the bird and deliver it to him so that he may possess it, in his greed the nightingale is caged and is allowed out only to sing for the emperor three times a day.

Even then, the bird is not free and is tethered by ribbons so that even when he is out of the cage, he is bound to the emperor. When the emperor first hears the beauty of the singing, he too is brought to tears. Thus, this bird is a prized possession that only he may own. It is a sad life for the nightingale, but because is soul is pure he delights in providing joy to the emperor.

Not satisfied with what he owns, the emperor must have more, and then more and more again. When he receives a mechanical bird covered in precious gems, the new bird brings delight of outside beauty. However, the sound is mechanical and not as lyrically beautiful as that of the real-life bird. Soon, because he cannot see the beauty of the soul of the real bird, he covets the mechanical one and deems this one as better.

Soon, he banishes the real-life nightingale who happily flies back to his forested home where he delights all who happen on his path. Now, the mechanical bird is given a coveted place by the bedside of the emperor. Singing thirty times a day, the compulsive ruler believes what is not real is best. From overuse, the springs in the mechanical possession are broken. Thus, this is a story of beauty that radiates from the soul, and not from mechanization.

The emperor becomes very ill, and soon visitor of death arrives at his bedside. Images of faces of those he has harmed haunt him. Near death, the tiny, lovely bird returns to visit him and provides the gift of restoration of his soul.

The emperor realizes his selfishness and now the bird can freely visit at his own choice of time.

There is a wonderful history to this tale written in 1843. At the time, the famous opera singer Jenny Lind, called "the Swedish Nightingale," delights many. This book was written as a tribute to her.

As the descriptive text of the book notes, the Chinese emperor learns humility from the soul and generous giving of spirit of a tiny grey bird.

I will keep this book in my collection. The illustrations are simply marvelous, and like the tiny nightingale with the beautiful soul, these illustrations delight and touch those who behold them.

I give this book a resounding five stars

BOOK #130


Move Over Rover! written by Karen Beaumont with illustrations of Jane Dyer

This is a Theodore Seuss Geisel honor award-winning book. While simplistic, there is much depth in this story of a dog who, unlike many others, has shelter during a hard rain storm. This is another example of teaching young children a lesson.
A story of the haves, and the have nots, can show the beauty of sharing and decisions made from a kind heart that cares.

Rover has a nice, warm abode. When a wicked storm arises, he can safely retreat to his dog house. However, those less fortunate need shelter, and Rover must make a decision. He lives alone and plays while happily chewing his bones. As the lightning and thunder rain down on those not as fortunate as Rover, soon a cat needs shelter and warmth. Rover moves over and welcomes the cat. Soon cat and dog move to accommodate a racoon, then a squirrel, a blue jay, a snake, and a smelly skunk.

Crammed together, all are accommodated. When the sun comes out and the motley crew scatter, Rover is blessed in knowing he helped those to his warm, comfortable abode. Analogous to the accommodation of many on Noah's ark, all are welcomed to safety.

This is one of the reasons that I read so very many "children's" illustrated books. The lessons set forth in the pages help those who read to learn important life lessons. Never to be underestimated, these are not simple books, rather the teaching tools to be used can impact for a lifetime.

>41 Whisper1: - The theme of that book reminds me of the lovely book by Jan Brett called The Mitten. Do you know that one, Linda? I love her illustrations and her style.

>42 jessibud2: Good morning dear one! I very much like the artistry of Jan Brett. I have read many of her books, including The Mitten. When I was at Barnes and Noble a few weeks ago, I noted a new book of hers. She is incredibly talented.

I hope the day brings joy to you.

>43 Whisper1: - Oh, good to hear. I will look at the library and see if they have it. I used her books a lot when I was teaching. I used to give the kids various animal hand puppets and we acted out the story of The Mitten. My educational assistant actually made (sewed!) a giant sized mitten out of a piece of canvas and in turn, the animal puppets ended up inside it. At the end, the highlight was a loud, collective *ACHOO* as I shook out the mitten. Needless to say, it was a favourite at storytime. This was a big part of the joy of teaching little ones, for me. That's about the only thing I really miss about teaching, lol!

-Eastern Bluebird (I snapped this one earlier in the year).

Sweet Thursday, Linda. I have been enjoying my books and my birds. I will also be enjoying Jackson time today and tomorrow. Yah!!

BOOK #131


Bink & Gollie by Kate DiCamillo and Alison McGhee with illustrations of Tony Fucile

This is a four star rating of the many who read this laugh-out-book regarding friendship that not only survives, but embraces differences and goes beyond toleration to acceptance and love.

Different as tea and coffee, these two delightful girls more often than not do not agree, and I believe that is the strength of the book. So often as children, and sadly as adults, we feel our friends must be like us. Forgetting that it is the differences that add color to relationships, Bink & Gollie have learned to remember how important they are to each other. And while they express consternation, they hang in there knowing the importance of friendship and love.

Through the frustrations of one who is compulsive and the other who is devil may care full of life and adventure, these two meet in the middle and embrace each other knowing that their friendship is well worth the little and big annoyances.

I note a goodly amount of people on LT enjoy this book. Bink & Gollie know that what is one person's enjoyments, might not be for the other and while they quibble often, there is a deep commitment to the friendship.

Exceedingly spontaneous, Bink is messy with hair flying to the wind as she rapidly whips around on her roller skates stopping at a sock bonanza as Gollie reminds her that she certainly does not need more outrageous socks to wear. Nevertheless, Bink is on a mission, and finds the most colorful multicolored stripped pair she can find.

"The problem with Gollie," states Bink "is that it is either Gollie's way or the highway." And Bink happily tells her friend, that she chooses her choice of socks by the "highway."

Like many who have reviewed this book, I simply love it! These two are learning a lesson that adults often forget, ie to meet in the middle and embrace the differences.

What a fun, and insightful book!

Highly recommended!!!

>45 msf59: Mark, you remind me of so many fond memories Will and I had when Kayla was little. She was surprisingly conceived while her mother was attending college. My former husband was exceedingly cruel. The names spewed at her were more than hurtful.

Then, Will came along and told her how very proud he was that she kept this soon-to-be baby. And, guaranteed this was a child to love and celebrate and he would walk beside Breanna in this process. And, he did!!

Looking back to four years ago when Will died, it was Breanna who grieved the most. And, it was Kayla, then 16, who gave Will the hourly medication given by hospice to transition Will from his pain. Now 19, and near the age (20) that Breanna was when she carried Kayla and delivered her during a 24 inch snowstorm, Kayla shines. And Breanna was and remains an incredible mother!

Never underestimate the time spent with Jackson. I know you already know this! He will forever be molded, shaped and shine because of the love you show him!

Thank you for sharing this love with our group. Birds and a baby are your life! How wonderful!

>40 Whisper1: this is one of only two Andersen fairy tales that I like. Most of his works are too depressing for me.

Lovely, LOVELY illustrations.

Where do you find these books????

>47 Whisper1: I did not realize it had been four years. Hugs.

>48 fuzzi: >49 fuzzi: Hi Fuzzi, and thanks for visiting. I agree with you regarding the dreary, depressing fairy tales of Andersen. And, I also agree that The Nightingale is far different in that it has a moral, a lesson about humility.

The Andersen work I like the least is The Match Girl..way too sad.

In April it will be four years. Lately, I've gone through photo albums and see images of Will's skin tone the right color, his arms and legs walking energetically, smiling and grinning, each of us holding one of one-year old Kayla's hands as her feet gently leave the sand.

>39 Whisper1: I don't mean that I've seen the book with other illustrators just that Gennedy Spirin's are so much more than anything I've encountered in ages.

>50 Whisper1: a beautiful memory.

>Susan, Genedy Spirin is at the top of my list for the incredible artistry he possesses. I've tried to collect all his books, but have some more to obtain.

>50 Whisper1: Hi Fuzzi. We had many wonderful memories. Thank you for acknowledging the specialness of the memories..

>35 Whisper1: I was born in 1966, Linda and certainly agree that my sleep patterns are not what they once were!

>50 Whisper1: Eminently touching, dear lady. xx

>54 PaulCranswick: Hi Paul. Thanks for stopping by. I hope to be more active in 2023. And, thank you for the comment regarding my memory brought on by look through photo albums.

BOOK #132


The Love Story of Missy Carmichael by Beth Morrey

What a lovely read!! Millicent "Missy" Carmichael was many things when she was younger, a mother of two children, a lovely home to keep in order, and a highly creative husband who is an professor and a writer of many books.

Now, she is older, much older. As she turns 80, she looks back at the previous year when she was very lonely, hurt by a misunderstanding with her daughter, a son who has a wife and son and while she lives in England, he lives in Australia, and the losses that ocurred.

Missy's life is forever changed, when while walking in the park, she develops a friendship of a younger woman who is esoteric and highly unorganized, and who suddenly tells Missy she needs someone to take care of a dog, Missy accepts the dog and is no longer lonely.

Throughout her 79th year, she collects friends, works a bit at a local library, is happy when a designer friend removes items from the large attic, and brings them down to the living spaces, making them light and homey, and ruminates a lot regarding her relationship with her previous husband Leo.

Now that Leo is no longer with her, she is obsessive regarding nasty words said, words that should have been said, and their relationship of two very different people, who in the end discover while there wasn't fireworks, there was a steady, sure relationship.

While there seems to be a bit of rambling in the book, the author pulls it together, and this first work, is a beautiful book!

Four Stars

Linda - what a Sweet Review! Thank you.

Did the realignment of your pump turn out better?

BOOK #133



Mississippi 1955 by Chris Crowe

Like his newfound friend Emmett Till, Hiram hails from the north and is visiting relatives who live in small-town Mississippi. It is through his interactions with Emmett that Hiram is able to see the difference between how he is treated as a white person, and Emmett is treated so very differently because of his skin color. Surprised at the bigotry, this young man will soon experience a life-changing event.

In particular, Hiram is ashamed to observe that his grandfather is also racist, noting that blacks need to "know their place. " This story is told from the perspective of Hiram who is confused about why the hatred of blacks is so embedded in the southern culture.

Emmett Till perhaps made a mistake in touching the hand of a white woman when he paid for his purchases at the Bryant small store. Perhaps he whistled at her to showing off to his southern cousins. But, Emmett was a stutter, and to stop stuttering, Emmett whistled.

Emmett is new to the ways of the south. Living in Chicago is far less bigoted. No one was in the store to observe Emmett's actions with Carolyn Bryant. The boys with Emmett may have heard a whistle, but even they were not sure if it was intentionally given to Mrs. Bryant.

The depth of the story lies with the ethics of Hirim, who was concerned when Emmett Till went missing. And then, days later, boys fishing found Emmett's dead body. It was floating in the top of the river and a large object was holding him there.

When the sheriff arrives to get the body, he sees a bloated, severely beaten young boy who was so battered his eye was not in the socket, he could only be identified by a ring he wore.

The dilemma that Hirim faces is trying to find the culprit who so brutally killed his friend. His journey to find who did this takes Hirim to the deep bigotry of the town, and the price Emmett had to pay for not obeying the rules of the south, was that he lost his life.

And now, if Hirim continues to dig into the truth, he too may pay a heavy price.

>57 m.belljackson: Hi Marianne.

The pain management doctor wants to increased dosage and the delivery of the medication will be set at a higher rate. For now, that will occur in January. I was given a series of seven trigger point injections at the area of most pain. It helped. But, again I overdid it today and am paying for it tonight. I will watch the news, and sit still and read.

I hope all is well with you!

>47 Whisper1: Some beautiful thoughts and memories here, Linda. The power and love of a close family. You can't beat it.

We spent many hours with Jackson these past 2 days. He can be a real handful at times, but on a dime, he can crack the entire room up with one of his antics. Our boy!

Happy Sunday!

>61 msf59: Hi Mark. There's really nothing like a first grand child. Jackson will forever hold a special place in your heart. I love hearing Jackson stories. Now that you are retired, you don't need to slip side in the ice and snow when delivering mail! You can have lots of family time.

BOOK NUMBER 134


While the World Watched by Carolyn Maull McKinstry

The author was one minute away from death when she climbed the steps out of the Sixth Street Baptist Church in Birmingham, Alabama. Visiting her four friends who were making sure they looked presentable for the youth presentation on youth Sunday, Carolyn greeted them in the basement bathroom, and then went up the steps to record the Sunday school attendance.

Suddenly, a bomb exploded, throwing her friends against the wall and trapping them inside the concrete. Carolyn was haunted for years. Tired and depressed from the services, and the "what ifs'" she constantly tortured herself with, she spun more and more into severe depression. The person responsible for placing the bomb was tried, but was not arrested. There was no price paid for the death of her friends until years later when the case was once again opened.

Later, when the bombing and the deaths were examined more closely, there was retribution. But, for years, Carolyn only went through the motions of moving on. Marrying, having two children, and moving a lot when her husband's job demanded this, Carolyn grew ever depressed.

Writing and speaking about her friends brought anger and extreme sadness. It seemed that in the south, "While the World Watched," the culprits who bombed houses, who killed innocent black children and adults, got away with murder. The trial of Emmett Till only added to her sadness and anger when she realized yet another innocent young man could be blatantly murdered with no recourse. The KKK got away with their night raids of terror and their plans of severe harm.

She marched with the children as "Bull" Connor had the fire hoses blast children against buildings as their German Shepard dogs took pieces of flesh from their skin. She knew Martin Luther King personally as well as other Civil Rights advocates.

It was only her Christian faith and the knowledge that she had to forgive to move forward. I'm not sure I could have had the courage she did, nor am I sure that I could have forgiven those who blatantly, with malice watched as others were killed or maimed.

One of the best books I've read about the years during the American Civil Rights movement.

Five Stars

>60 Whisper1: I stole that, thanks for posting it.

>64 fuzzi: Fuzzi...steal away. I have many Pamela Zagarenski images to share. She is a brilliant artist.

>65 Whisper1: thanks for your approval. I don't use the images in a commercial manner, so it should be okay.

fuzzi. Pamela Zagarenski is amazing.

I have many illustrated books. I've developed quite a collection.

BOOK #135


It's a Book by Lane Smith

I enjoy the humor, with and artistry of Lane Smith. This is a laugh-out-loud look at the concept of a written book rather than a time in the future when perhaps only digitized or oral books will be the mode of learning about a book. As the donkey notes that the monkey is holding a shape and avidly looking through the pages, he asks "What do you have there?" "Where is your mouse?" "Can you manipulate the characters?" "Does it need a password?" "Is there need for a screen name?"

The answer to each of these questions is "IT'S A BOOK!!!">

I admit that I am one of the hold outs in wanting to hold a physical book, and feel the texture as I turn the pages. Perhaps in the future as I grow older and arthritis sets in, I will consume books that are not tangible. But, for now, I will keep turning the pages.

It's grand to see you out and about Linda!

>68 Whisper1: I am one of the hold outs in wanting to hold a physical book, and feel the texture as I turn the pages. Linda, you’ll be pleased to know that, at 22, Jacob feels exactly the same. He’s an avid reader, but refuses the lure of a kindle or tablet for reading.

I wanted to thank you, as well, for providing us with such beautiful illustrations to look at during the year.

I got an e-reader once but somehow it never gets read. Real books do but they take up a lot of room!

It has taken me a long (loooooooooooooong) time to come around to e-readers, and I still primarily read paper books. The one exception I find myself using more and more is to go for electronic copies of The Chunksters. I recently re-read Hawaii, and after struggling with its bulk for several days, bought an e-copy. It really made a difference.

OTOH, I'm currently reading The Family Roe, which weighs in at nearly 700 pages. From time to time, I fleetingly wish it was on my Kindle, just so I could carry it more easily when I'm away from home. But ... and this is a big one for me ... I find it very difficult to "flip back and forth" in an e-book. I have so many passages of TFR flagged for use in the eventual review, or just because I want to go back and look at them and think about them some more. Yeah, I know there's a way to do that in some e-books, but I've never gotten really comfortable with it.

So at this point, I still reach for the paper book first. Only regular exception is when I'm traveling, and it *is* handy to not have to dedicate one entire suitcase to reading material for long trips!

>69 Whisper1: Linda - Which book is this from?

I love this.

Thank you!

Hello, dear friend. As usual, I love to see the photos you download from your picture books. Thank you! and

>60 Whisper1: Beautiful, perfect and true.

: )

Hugs and love to you, Linda! May your holidays be enjoyable with your family.

>68 Whisper1: I remember that book being rather controversial when it first came out (because of the final page), but I loved it and find it so funny. Glad it was a hit for you, too.

I hope you and yours have a wonderful holiday, and happy new year!

^Have a wonderful holiday, Linda. Looking forward to sharing another reading year with you.

With every good wish of the season Linda. I hope you have a special celebration, and the year ahead has less pain and more joy in it.

Happy Christmas from my Christmas gnome!

Merry Christmas, Linda, and a happy, healthier New Year! Wonderful reading this year.

Merry Christmas, Linda!

Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas Linda!

>69 Whisper1: I'm sorry that the image did not keep. Can someone who liked this provide details, and I will re-format the image.

>70 quondame:, Thanks as always, Susan, for your kind words! I deeply appreciate your outreach.

>71 SandDune: Rhian, Thank you for your beautiful message! I love art, and children's books are an incredible way to soak in lovely illustrations from talented artists.

>72 Familyhistorian: Meg, you are so right about the space that books take up. Yet, it may sound strange, but I like to see the books on my shelves. I am obsessed about books. It is a dangerous habit, because I seem to want more and more even though I already have so many!

>73 LyndaInOregon: Lynda. It is good to see a message from you. I am anxious to visit your new thread in 2023 and learn what books you like! All good wishes to you. I am ever so happy that you decided to join the 75 book challenge. As mentioned, I am a member of this group since 2008. I'm not sure, but I think it was the first year it started. I've communicated with so many wonderful people! I am glad a co-worker told me about Librarything.com!

>74 m.belljackson: Maryanne, I am sorry the image didn't hold. Can you tell me what the image send and what it looked like? I'll re-post it. Most likely it was an image from Pamela Zagarenski. She is one of my favorite illustrations.

>75 Berly: Hi Kim. I've been thinking of you. This is the first Christmas that your daughter and your son-in law will have together as a married couple. Will you be with them at Christmas time?

>76 cyderry: Hi Cheli. I believe you will be moving to your new house in 2023. I wish you all happy days of interacting with new neighbors. I am so glad we had the opportunity to meet. It was such a lovely day!!!

>77 Carmenere: Hi Lynda. How lovely, that we have two Lynda's spelled with a "y." Tonight, I spent the evening with my neighbors, the father and mother of my little buddy Andres. I am blessed over and over again by this family. Little Andre's father does a lot of work for me around the house. Truly, if not for Andres (the adult,) I would not be able to stay here as it would feel overwhelming. For example, Kayla's hair clogged the drain in the upstairs bathroom. Drano didn't work. Andres fixed the problem and installed a new "weight." I am learning a lot about all the things that work, and those that have periodic troubles. The house was built 25 years ago. It was well built, but now things are gradually needing repair.

On the 28th of December, the old kitchen floor will be replaced by a newer, more well-built material for the floor. I am gradually fixing and renewing things around the house. Will would not recognize it as every room is different.

>78 bell7: Hi Mary. I agree that the last page could be controversial. If this book is found in the children's section of Barnes and Nobel, or the library, then I think it is problematic when the words are "IT'S A BOOK , JACKASS. I reacted to this when I read it. I've recently read articles regarding the fact that illustrated books have a large adult audience.

There are times when I am looking at a page that is so stunningly breathtaking that I go back and look at the art again. One article said that artists have found a new market for their work -- children's illustrated books!!!

>79 msf59: Mark, thanks for stopping by. Your image of the birds is perfect for you!!! I hope your time with little Jackson is special.
I find it amazing that we both have daughters with named Breanna, or Bre for short, and one of my twin grandsons is named Jackson.

How about that?

>80 Caroline_McElwee: Caroline. Many thanks for your message. My 19 year old grand daughter, Kayla, lives with me. She worked at a pet store where the manager wisely put the ferret cage near the cash register check out area. One of the ferrets in a pair of two in the cage just loved Kayla. When she had a day or two out of the store, when he saw her he jumped excitedly.

Alas, After spending $500 which included food, the cage, the ferret and some play toys. I've grown attached to this highly intelligent animal! He has a huge capacity for love. He gives and wants a lot of affection. I know it is not the pet for all. They get in a lot of trouble because of their curiosity, but by now, we know him well and are adept at keeping him in places where he cannot bring harm to himself.

I like the image of the beautiful cat that you posted. After we learned the ways of the ferret, last summer, Kayla's friend had a cat that had a litter of seven beautiful kittens. Kayla sent a text to me. First, there was the image of a beautiful multicolored kitten. The next text expressed how much she wanted this kitten. And, then she vowed to take full responsibility, including vet bills.

I call her animals The Zoo of Two!

>81 SandDune: Thanks Rhian. That Christmas grome is cute.


>82 Oregonreader: Lynda >83 quondame: Susan >84 johnsimpson: John >85 curioussquared: Natalie I hope your holiday is as very special as each of you are to me!

Malaysia's branch of the 75er's wishes you and yours a happy holiday season, Linda.

>86 Whisper1: Linda - Merry Christmas to You and Kayla, Andres, Stinky, and your new Kitty!

The disappearing image shows a Bear and and a Bunny looking up toward a very long Crescent Moon
and starts off - "Remember what..." reminder of Lilly and Will...

I LOVE it and want to find the book for my daughter's July Birthday.

>89 m.belljackson: Marianne, I will search for this image and book that included the message. I hope you had a good day. I spent last night with my neighbors and today with friends of Wills, who are also friends of mine. I met Kayla's boyfriend. He is a very nice young man. She will be 20 in February and hasn't had a "boyfriend."

She chose a winner!

>90 Berly: Hello Dear Kim. I hope your day was magical.

I thought of all the books we read as a group, thousands!!! I am continually glad that I found this group of loving people. Big thanks to all!

>88 PaulCranswick: Paul, I hope your holiday was meaningful and special!

>87 Whisper1: Loved hearing about the zoo of two Linda. Would love to see photos sometime.

I hope you are enjoying the festive season.

>92 Whisper1: that was one of your book bullets. It resides with my granddaughters now.

>87 Whisper1: well, let's see the Zoo of Two!

>91 Whisper1: Linda - I found first the Quote online, then the image, and am fairly certain that

the book they are in is Rabbit and Bear Make a Wish BY Tera Shannon.

Alas, it's line in the sand and onward to next year's threads, I'm afraid. One of my new year’s resolutions is to be a better LT friend.

>95 Caroline_McElwee: Caroline, I will take some photos this evening and post them on my new thread, which I need to make today!
Thanks for your interest in the Zoo for Two!

>96 fuzzi: >97 fuzzi: Fuzzi, I look forward to learning what you are reading in 2023. And I will post photos tonight!

>98 m.belljackson: Marianne, I am glad you found the source of the image!

>99 karenmarie: Karen, I already think of you as a very good LT friend!

>100 cyderry: Cheli..All good wishes to you when you move to your new home!

>101 Berly: Hi Kim.. Happy New Year to you dear one!