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Barbara Tuchman
New York, Macmillan, 1962.
This was my father's favorite book. I read it for fun twenty years ago and then used it as the basis for my senior thesis in college. My copy is now in tatters.
I bought it again today and will reread it. It is difficult to comment on books that I enjoyed, but have now forgotten. It is difficult to even get the pulse of the books correct.
I recently reread The Sun Also Rises. This was probably my favorite work of fiction from my college years. While rereading it, I realized that I was experiencing something totally different from my first reading. I still enjoyed it, but missed the romanticism of youth. It is my youth that has past, not the books. I did not realize how much I had changed in the intervening years. Not completely, but enough. I'll expand on this later.
