Born in the 60's

 I turn 50 this year.  Lot's of things were born in 1969.  Sesame Street, Woodstock, the Stonewall Riots, men walking on the moon, Belikan Beer (Hey Belize!  I see your Go Slow selves out there!).  So many things turn 50 this year.  Including me.   Any time there is a season of momentous change and innovation, inevitably, the times preceding it are rife with unrest and disequilibrium.  I give you, 1968.

My friend Jennifer is a super-smart writer and she contributed to my current read: 1968: Today's Authors Explore a Year of Rebellion, Revolution, and Change. 

It is an anthology of non-fiction stories revolving around the climate of rebellion and unrest and revolution and, ultimately, change that made up 1968.  I'm eager to read her work.  I'm eager to read all the work.  Am I eager to turn 50?  Well, I suppose that is yet to be seen.  I might be up for some rebellion, some revolution, and certainly some change.

I Like Big Books and I Cannot Lie

I'm heading out on vacation with my family at the end of this week.  Several legs of plane travel, lots of sitting in beach chair time, not a whole lot of suitcase room.  Here is my dilemma: do I, at the risk of shoulder injury, pack one really big book in my carry on or, sacrifice suitcase space and have several books at the ready?  Kindle isn't an option because I don't want to read books on a screen.  I've tried it and I don't like it.  I don't like how I physically feel slightly dizzy when I use an e-reader.  The tactile experience of rubbing the corner of a page before I turn it is comforting.  A nice thought, but not for me at this point in my life.

I'm leaning toward the former.  I came home from the Bookery with a copy of Doris Kearns Goodwin's book Team of Rivals: The Political Genius of Abraham Lincoln.  It's a huge book with SO MANY PAGES.  That sounds like a lovely beach read, don't you think?  I'll keep you posted.