Greetings and welcome to The Labor Day Weekend Edition of You Are What You Read. This week’s housekeeping is as follows: Thanks to Karyn A for this week’s taffy and to Diane H for the chunk of cheese. Diane, Steph is off the next two weeks doing some sort of wacky, not at all life altering thing like getting married. I cannot guarantee that this cheese will still be alive when she gets back, but I’ll do my best. The word/wish from The SoNo Loft is ‘You are Fearless”. The deck is still being worked on and they have to hang it vertically now. Here’s hoping the railing comes back soon. People, go out and be fearless please. The Loft commands it!
Here we are at the end of Summer 2015. This summer was unusual in that Memorial Day was on the earliest possible day and Labor Day is occurring on the last possible day giving us a full 15 weeks of summer. The next time this will happen is 2020, and I am looking forward more to the promise of a full 15 than the candidacy of Kanye. Although there are possibilities in that; I mean if Kim can make the cover of Vogue? The sky is the limit for those two. Anyway, this weekend will find me and the Traveling Companion hopefully on my favorite beach in town, soaking up the last rays of summer like a snake on a rock. It’s a small secluded beach that is just that. It’s a beach. There are no concession stands, no playgrounds, no volleyball nets, just surf and sand and rock. What makes this appealing is the utter lack of screaming children, the smell of old grease in the air and college students with dubious taste in music. Because the parking lot is small, occasionally you will get turned away. It’s a chance I am always willing to take because it’s that kind of peaceful. Of course there will be a few more weekends to pack the cooler with contraband and Solos and a lovely lunch, but there’s something about the finality of Labor Day that will make that final pack up on Monday afternoon feel bittersweet. Thank goodness college football is starting back up. That makes things a little better. Let’s go Bucks! We wish you a lovely long weekend and remember we won’t be here on Monday so neither should you. We’ll see everybody on Tuesday.
This week we have a widower, New York, Paris, and an Island. Long Island if you please.
The Playlist? Of course!
Let us begin!
Pat T is revisiting something from earlier this summer; Our Souls at Night, by Ken Haruf. “A widow living in a small town in Colorado makes a very unusual proposition to a neighboring widower. When Lou takes Addie up on her offer they soon settle into a comfortable friendship, enjoying each other's company during the day, as well as during the evening! However, their new arrangement is threatened by the interference of Lou and Addie's adult children who see the arrangement as improper. What happens to their friendship left me stunned and disappointed! This story reinforces something that we intrinsically know but fail to recognize all too often; the human spirit is fully alive only when we feel connected to one another!”
The Always Fabulous Babs B just finished House of Thieves by Charles Belfoure. “This is a great historical novel that sees New York's Gilded Age with an architect's eye. Familiar figures like the legendary Mrs. Astor and Stanford White help set the scene, and the author embarks on a splendid page-turner as a respectable family discovers its criminal side in old New York. Since Belfoure is an architect, his knowledge of the craft enriches his portrait of the main character, John Cross. Readers of the Paris Architect will love this book!”
Barbara M is asking questions this week. “What is the cost of courage? For the Boulloche family the cost was a father and a mother and a son. The Cost of Courage by Charles Kaiser is a tribute to a family who was part of the French resistance during WWII. In 1940 the Boulloche family was living in the fashionable 7th arrondissement when the Nazis occupied Paris. Three of their children; Christiane, André and Jacqueline became active in the resistance movement. They never talked about their war experiences with their children until the author, Charles Kaiser, investigated and asked them to tell their story. This is an amazing story of conviction, patriotism and courage. It reads like an exciting thriller. Pair this with The Nightingale by Kristin Hannah, a fictional story of the resistance.”
The Ever Delightful Pat S has a new obsession in The Affair, Season 1. “The Affair explores the painful and wide-reaching emotional effects of an affair between two married people. Noah, fulltime teacher and fledgling author, is apparently happily married to Helen, mother of his four children. Living in New York City, they are spending the summer in Montauk with Helen’s wealthy family. It is here in Montauk that Noah finds himself in a chance meeting with Alison, a waitress at a local diner. Still awash in grief from the death of her only child, and trapped in a marriage that probably died the day her son did, Alison is desperately seeking a way out; from her grief, her marriage, from Montauk. And this is only the first episode! The story is told from the viewpoint of both Noah and Alison, which is an interesting device that reels the viewer in. Initially, I didn’t expect much but I will admit to binge-watching the entire first season in a weekend. The acting by Dominic West, Maura Tierney and Ruth Wilson stands on its’ own and just this morning I found myself trolling to find out when Season 2 begins. Definitely take a look.”
Here is DJ Jazzy Patty McC who I can happily report is not in The State Which Shall Not Be Named this week. What’s good Pats and where are you? “Today we are hitting the highway for our final road trip of the summer to attend a wedding. Our friend, whom we’ve known since high school, is having a BIG traditional Indian wedding smack dab in the middle of Pennsylvania. We couldn’t be happier to celebrate these two wonderful people and their love for one another. Saris, kurtas and fabulous Indian jewelry will be worn over the course of the next three days. Feels like an auspicious time to be wed as this weekend will also mark the wedding of our dear Stephanie. So the next time you see Stephanie, stop and congratulate her on her new nuptial bliss. Happy Wedding Weekend!”