Book review...

Books, books, books....

I was telling an 8 year old girl the other day about the fact that 

when I was a kid, we didn't have a library in our neighbourhood.

Instead, every 2 weeks my sister and brother and I would ride our

bikes to the parking lot of Loblaws grocery store to find

The Bookmobile.

A rolling library of a truck filled with escape and wonder.

I read voraciously as a child but found it too

much of a chore as a teenager.

It was too much like doing homework.

Not until I became a young adult and lived in places 

without electricity or television, did I rediscover the joys

of reading again.

I find it fascinating that I can go from the 

tombs of Egypt, to the coast of Devon, to the wild west or even

into the future through the words of a book.

Speaking of the wild west...

I've just finished this book...

A very strange and quiet Western about 2 brothers, Eli and Charlie Sisters.

Assassins during the mid 1800's in the days of violence and debauchery.

The tender relationship between the two brothers, the unbreakable bond of blood

and their adventures through California / Oregon to do one last

'job' which changes their lives.

I never thought I would like a Western.

I spent months in a cabin with about 20 Louis L'Amour novels

and I thought that was the last of my cowboy book reading days.

Anyway, excellent story telling by a Vancouver Island boy.

 In the case of good books, the point is not to see how many of them you can get through, but rather how many can get through to you.
- Mortimer J. Adler