I have only read 114 pages of 488, yet, I already love this book. Unusual for me considering it's a tale about a JAG attorney in WW II and his son who learns of his fathers activities after his father's death. I actually picked up this book with Michael in mind, figured I'd give it to him this summer. However, this afternoon as I was heading out the door to the gym I realized I didn't have any other books to read. So I grabbed it, prepared to expose myself to a couple hours of awkward reading. If you know me, you know I regularly skip over parts in books. If it's a detailed description of a place, smell, person ... eh, I could care less. This book has me enraptured. I read every word - have earmarked pages with lines I like. I even took my kids to Mc Arteries-are-Hardening for supper so they could play after and I could read ... for another 3 1/2 hours.
Some favorite thus far:
"Without being an alarmist, I call your attention to the fact I am ninety-six year old and that I no longer purchase green bananas. I look forward to meeting you soon."
"On a perpetual diet, I'm the guy at the restaurant who orders the little salad that comes topped with a tine pellet of poached salmon - before I eat the French fries off everybody else's plates."
"Who are we, but the stories we tell about ourselves, particularly if we accept them?"
"We are primitive. If we are not to be, then we require one another's assistance."