Have you read a good cookbook lately? How I would like to look over your five shelves, Pat. There's a cookbook that I have been looking for, for many years. The best cookbook ever written, I've been told. By the famous French writer, Dumas. (Three Musketeers, Count of Monte Cristo, etc.) With dinner in mind, he starts out with the reader, takes him to Les Halles for the careful selection of assorted ingredients...it's mouth-watering from cover to cover. Have you got it.
There must be lots else on your shelves. For example: 'a few years ago I ran across a sermon'. I keep wondering where that may have been. Was it in Hay-on Wye, in England, with its many bookstores? I spent a day there once. One can't help but run into them there. Many 19c stuff, when every preacher published his sermons. Charing Cross was more fun. I was directed to a lower floor. I could hear the Underground rumbling by, under my feet. A few more floors down, and I could hear it rumbling overhead.
What hasn't been made of the prodigal theme. Intended to make one feel homesick. And at home, what joy! As they say, there is more joy in heaven over the return of black sheep, lost sheep, penitent sinners....Prayers from same, especially welcome.
I thought it was Will who thought of himself as the prodigal, who ran off to Hong Kong, and who was wished back in the fold. There is a thread of tension that runs through the book. I don't know what to make of the scene with Curt at the care center. Will gets impatient with his mother. Is he jealous of Curt? Why would Curt remind him of Mussolini, with his jutting jaw?
Today is a time to remember. Mother's 111th birthday. She set out on a long journey, 38 years ago. And never returned. Love you, Mom.