on Nantucket. Once we aroused Marsha from her nap the meeting
got underway. Pizzas were ordered and Kathy, Julie, donna, Diana,
Betsy and Marsha went with Janet on her pontoon for a preliminary
cruise while Sarah and I awaited the pizza person. When Puccini's
delivered we joined them for the sunset cruise and discussion.
Everyone except for Janet had completed the 700 page opus.
We all liked the book and the writer who put the book together
based on stories she heard from her Hungarian grandparents who
survived WW11 and had emigrated to the the United States. She
obviously did major research as well as the book not only
dealt with personal relationships but the whole history of the
war concentrating on Hungary's role. We felt that the book
had so many characters there was material for at least 3 books.
The story was told through the eyes of one person who was
Jewish. We felt like it was just fortune that predicated how
some survived and other's didn't. It was a horrible war and
something that should never be forgotten and maybe that is
why we keep reading about the holocaust.
I always come away feeling very fortunate that I have never
been personally involved in a war. There was a vastness to
the whole arena of war yet she managed to portray the
smallness of the individual life. Julie read a passage that
indicated this feeling. We are all caught in the flow of history
and the forces that determine our fates.
Diana chose a book called, "The Art of Racing in the Rain" by
Garth Stein. I have started it and am loving it. It is told through
the eyes of a lab-shepherd-poodle mixed dog. We agreed to
meet on July 12. Janet offered to have another boat meeting.
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