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ifjanetranit: I read a book, yo! Kent Haruf’s Our Souls at Night is a sweet little read about small towns, getting older, family, and loneliness. From Amazon: In the familiar setting of Holt, Colorado, home to all of Kent Haruf’s inimitable fiction, Addie Moore pays an unexpected visit to a neighbor, Louis Waters. Her husband died years ago, as did his wife, and in such a small town they naturally have known of each other for decades; in fact, Addie was quite fond of Louis’s wife. His daughter lives hours away in Colorado Springs, her son even farther away in Grand Junction, and Addie and Louis have long been living alone in houses now empty of family, the nights so terribly lonely, especially with no one to talk with. Their brave adventures—their pleasures and their difficulties—are hugely involving and truly resonant, making Our Souls at Night the perfect final installment to this beloved writer’s enduring contribution to American literature. Sue, my BFF Carla’s mom, recommended this book to me in the frozen food section at our local grocery store. Sue is from a small town in Colorado. I remember when Carla and her family moved to Washington from Fort Morgan, Colorado in the mid to late 70′s, and they continued to receive the thin little Fort Morgan Times. I used to enjoy reading the society section (or whatever they called it) of that paper. “Bessie Jones had out of town visitors this week.” It was hysterically boring. And I thought I lived in a small town. This was a lovely book.
ifjanetranit: I read a book, yo! Kent Haruf’s Our Souls at Night is a sweet little read about small towns, getting older, family, and loneliness. From Amazon: In the familiar setting of Holt, Colorado, home to all of Kent Haruf’s inimitable fiction, Addie Moore pays an unexpected visit to a neighbor, Louis Waters. Her husband died years ago, as did his wife, and in such a small town they naturally have known of each other for decades; in fact, Addie was quite fond of Louis’s wife. His daughter lives hours away in Colorado Springs, her son even farther away in Grand Junction, and Addie and Louis have long been living alone in houses now empty of family, the nights so terribly lonely, especially with no one to talk with. Their brave adventures—their pleasures and their difficulties—are hugely involving and truly resonant, making Our Souls at Night the perfect final installment to this beloved writer’s enduring contribution to American literature. Sue, my BFF Carla’s mom, recommended this book to me in the frozen food section at our local grocery store. Sue is from a small town in Colorado. I remember when Carla and her family moved to Washington from Fort Morgan, Colorado in the mid to late 70′s, and they continued to receive the thin little Fort Morgan Times. I used to enjoy reading the society section (or whatever they called it) of that paper. “Bessie Jones had out of town visitors this week.” It was hysterically boring. And I thought I lived in a small town. This was a lovely book.
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