Being a child of two teachers meant that reading was an important part of my childhood. Until I learned to read bedtime meant I was read to and mostly by my father. My favorites were the Christopher Robin books and the poems in “When We Were Very Young.” My father read with great enthusiasm and feeling and I think he enjoyed reading me “The Little Engine That Could” the best. I can still feel my heart beating faster andfaster when he read “ I think I can, I think I can, I think I can! When my father read me “James And The Giant Peach” I remember feeling for the for time, a strong distaste for a human being when he read in a cackling voice of James’s horrible aunts. When I learned to read, books became a comfort and an addiction to me and I have never stopped. When I finish a book I have a pile waiting to be read and I usually crack open another immediately. Without a doubt my favorite books as a child were the “Chronicles of Narnia,” “The Wolves of Willoughby Chase,” “ My Side of the Mountain,” and “Harriet the Spy.”
As a grown up I loved “Secret History “, “Bonfires of the Vanities”, “The Way the Crow Flies,” and any thing by Richard Russo and Richard Ford. If I had to recommend books as "must reads," I would recommend “Canada” by Richard Ford, “Time and Again” by Jack Finney, “To Kill A Mockingbird” by Harper Lee and maybe "In Cold Blood" by Truman Capote. Recent books I have read that I have enjoyed include “You Think it, I’ll Say it” by Curtis Sittenfeld, “Warlight” by Michael Ondaatje.and “Gone So Long” by Andre Dubus III.