Friday, December 21, 2018

I started crying as I read the chapter in SLOW MEDICINE on the beginnings of the AIDS epidemic as seen in an emergency room in San Francisco.  I remembered those days, how helpless we all were as young men kept getting sick and dying. These days are over but the memories are intense and ready to bring tears.  Sigh, such hard times.

Another compelling review in the NYT of a book I wish I could write.  THE WORD PRETTY by Elizabeth Gabbert.  Quickly I go to Amazon and order the book, no time to waste even though it will not come until mid-January.  It will be for me not a gift for anyone else.  I have to remind myself that I deserve gifts also.  I have a stack of books ready to wrap for family members, books I love and am reluctant to give away.

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