by Frances Weaver
Subtitled "A Celebration of Life's Potential for Those over 55," this book was the selection for my local book club this month. I had a little trouble relating to the book, because, unlike the author, I'm (a) not over 55, (b) not widowed or single, and (c) not as well off (the author was the widow of a surgeon and is able to maintain two homes in different parts of the country, and travel extensively). In fact, the book was self-published, which tells you something right there.
Nevertheless, this book engendered a good discussion among the members of the club (12 present at the last meeting) who had read the book. At 53, I was the youngest there, so I mostly kept quiet and listened. Many of our members found inspiration in Frances Weaver's advice or confirmation for their own choices to live life to its fullest. We all agreed that we liked the two photographs (on the cover of the edition pictured and others, on the frontispiece in other editions) of the author and her three sisters as little girls and in the same pose as mature women.
I do agree with the author that "boredom is ninety-nine percent self-inflicted," and results from being "too tired or too lonely to get out of the house." I wish I could get that message across to my partner, age 69 and retired for almost 18 years now. Hmmm....if the book wasn't an interlibrary loan, I'd give it to him to read!
© Amanda Pape - 2010
[This book was borrowed from and returned to another library via interlibrary loan.]
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