The Book Club
When I endeavor to consider my numerous blessings, my love of reading never fails to pop up near the top of the list. I suspect it is partly genetic but certainly the nurturing environment of our home when my brother and I were growing up was a major contributor. Eighteen years ago my neighbor, Larry Kennedy, asked me if I would be interested in participating in a book review club. His wife, Marie, belonged to one, made up of her friends, and was getting a lot of pleasure from it. I immediately agreed and soon found myself heavily involved with…