David Mitchell
Mike,
Interesting subject. More so because I almost NEVER read books. I had reading comprehension issues and just plain didin't like to read. Besides, I was lazy and prefered basketball in the driveway with the guys. As I mentioned earlier, I faked my way through several english assignments and one notable History assigment in Mr. Mannion's class - but he caught me anyway.
When I was small, my dad read to me from all kinds of great books, Dickens, Scott, Twain, James Fennimore Cooper, etc. And every Sunday morning, right after we got home from Mass, we could read the "funnies" together in the Dipatch. I would crawl under him on my tummy while he was down on the carpet on all fours, reading from above me. We always read Prince Valient together - ALWAYS. Then Snuffy Smith, L'il Abner and Steve Canyon (written I think, by a famous guy from Ohio State.) I loved Prince Valient! That was a Sunday ritual that lasted years and brings back wonderful memories.
I do not remember ever liking to read a book until a few in High School - "Mr. Blue", and "God is My Co-pilot" (no kiddiin?) - Or was it "The Bridges of Toko-Ri"? (well, something about airplanes?). I was always a bit jealous of John Jackson and Keith Groff - they read a ton of stuff.
Of course, life is unfair - now that I love to read, I can't stay awake to save my life. I have had to learn to cheat and buy CD's to play in my car. I know it's not the same thing, but I would never have known some great stuff from Ken Follett's "Fall of Giants", to "The Wright Brothers", to the "Confessions of St. Augustine" and one of my very favorite recent ones - "The Boys In the Boat". (what an unlikely basis for a story to become such a wonderful book!)
I even bought To Kill a Mockingbird CD last year so I could experience it again - Oh my goodness! I had forgotten what a beautiful piece of writing that is!
My first wife (and now my two daughters) was an avid reader (Mary would have three novels going all at the same time), and she encouraged me to read some good stuff. A few all time favorite books;
Tai Pan - James Clavell - MOST FAVORITE of ALL ! (novel of British domination of Hong Kong during the opium wars) absolutley mesmerizing book - - then utterly miserable Hollywod film! They began filming with Steve McQueen but he got cancer and died. Years later they sold film rights to someone else and they absolutely butcherd it. Even with the fine Aussie actor Bryan Brown as the star. Shame!
Ordinary Poeple - Judith Guest. Absolutely compelling reading AND a worthy film adaptation with Donald Southerland, Marry Tyler Moore and Timothy Hutton.
Gemini Contenders - Rober Ludlum. This may be the one that brought me back to books. Mary loved it and suggested I give it a try. I started it one Friday night on a holiday weekend and lived on that couch for the next three days. I was hooked by the second paragraph! I don't reall if I stopped to eat. I did put it down to go to the bathroom and doze off for a few hours now and then.
Raise the Titanic - Clive Cussler. Wow! Loved it! And another case of great novel followed by absolutely horrid movie! (Cussler was once a client of my best friend in Denver - a lawyer.)
Burry My Heart at Wounded Knee - Dee Brown. History of our deplorable record of broken treaties with the native American tribes. So well writen, I could not put it down - but so sad I simply could not finish it. If I recall correctly, we made 525 treaties with the tribes, and BROKE EVERY SINGLE ONE !
I'm sure this list is peanuts to some of you avid life-long readers but these were some great reading adventures for me. (Oh, and a bit of Thomas Merton too.)
And some poetry - especially "A Man's a Man For A' That" by Sir Robert Burns - one of my guiding lights.
I was not allowed to have comic books, so I had to sneak them. I got in a lot of trouble with Tom Litzinger once (at my 12th birthday party) when Dad discovered that I was hiding a "Land Unknown" science fiction comic book. Uh Oh!
I think my love of films comes partly from my reading dificulties.
p.s. Wow! Brody's drug store brings back memories. I used to ride with Dad on some of his house calls and Beechwold Drugs, and Brody's were two of his frequent stop-offs along the way. I had completely forgotten about Brody's.
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