Showing posts with label book. Show all posts
Showing posts with label book. Show all posts

Saturday, April 7, 2012

book review on Amazon liked by 17

I often buy a used book on Amazon and sell it there when I'm finished. Amazon asked customers to review a book they read. I had the option set to notify me if someone commented on one of my reviews. After who knows how many years, here's the first. I see that 17 of 17 readers said my review was helpful:

http://www.amazon.com/review/RN9OI4HCJTU9F/ref=cm_cr_rdp_perm?ie=UTF8&ASIN=0700617566&nodeID=&tag=&linkCode=

Thanks Dr. Bibel, I guess. Don't ask me who put that baby photo of myself there. Five reviews makes me three hundred and nine and something thousandth! Not everybody's got that for bragging rights!

Monday, June 29, 2009

old buddy, new book


Saturday I saw a high school and college friend, Ken Reed, sign copies of his new book. I waited in line, snapped this pic, and got one for myself and read at least 50 pages so far.

Thursday, February 28, 2008

a sobering read



Not all information at our pixel outpost in Monterey gets digested from online. Here's an actual tree technology book. I read it last week.

Faust is the president of Harvard, but, I guess, first of all a historian. Don't ask me to borrow it. I'm putting it up on Amazon, whence it came. Got it for half of the listed $28.

An entirely new niche to the war research of 1861-65--the impact of death. We're talking here of 620,000 youthful, mostly, bodies. A few civilians. We're talking here of acres of corpses in summertime.

Not only was the anguish over the death itself, but over the loss of identification. Over half were never identified. So the parents in Vermont, say, didn't know if their son died in Virginia or Kentucky. We would say closure was never possible.

Who picked them up? How and where were they buried? What did the preachers said about death. It sheds light on the context of the Gettysburg Address--by 1965 getting around to respecting the bodies. Let's see, we're the civilized half of the world, right?