Book Club

[Isobel Archer]

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@shoekitty wrote:

Ohhhhhhh, I am goin to read this. Sounds good,although sometimes books like this make me mad, lol. The GLASS CASTLE was like that.  I would swear, and yell at the mom and dad, here and there out loud. My husband was like. WHAT? WHAT??

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In terms of little things making you wonder about overall accuracy, I was always bothered by the description of Christmas in The Glass Castle.  She clearly says that they bought the tree on Chistmas DAY (because it was cheaper then) and then that night went to Midnight Mass.  Midnight Mass is on Christmas EVE not Christmas DAY.

On Christmas morning, Mom took us down to a gas station that sold Christmas trees.Sheselected a tall, dark but slightly dried-out Douglas fir.“This poor old tree isn’t going to sell by theend of the day, and it needs someone to love it,” she told the man and offered him three dollars.The man looked at the tree and looked at Mom and looked at us kids.My dress had buttonsmissing, Holes were appearing along the seams of Maureen’s T-shirt.“Lady, this one’s beenmarked down to a buck,” he said.We carried the tree home and decorated it with Grandma’s antique ornaments: ornate coloredballs, fragile glass partridges, and lights with long tubes of bubbling water.I couldn’t wait toopen my presents, but Mom insisted that we celebrate Christmas in the Catholic fashion, gettingto the gifts only after we’d attended midnight mass.I suggested that maybe this once, Mom should let Dad off the hook about going to mass, butshe said stopping by God’s house for a quick hello was especially important at times like this, soDad staggered and lurched into the church with us.During the sermon, the priest discussed themiracle of Immaculate Conception and the Virgin Birth