December 20, 2020
I haven’t commented on my reading in years on this site, but I still have bookmarks in several at one time. I am about to start Caste: The Origins of Our Discontents by Isabel Wilkerson. I read the author’s The Warmth of Other Suns several years ago and got pulled in by her stories of African American families as they moved from the Jim Crow South and tried to make lives in the North. I recalled all those years of teaching Raisin in the Sun, Black Boy, and Huck Finn. It also brought me back to all of Toni Morrison’s novels over the years, especially the broken-hearted story of Beloved.
I’ve read many books during this year of COVID. Most are hazily remembered. Not many landed as memorable. I worry that my concentration is not what it used to be, or maybe I simply fall asleep too easily with a book in my hand. Nonetheless, I still love a good story and the feel of a book in my hand.