When I was in high school everyone was reading The Lord of the Rings. I think I picked it up once but soon abandoned it. Fantasy was never my thing. And to this day, I haven’t read it.
I have always loved to read until I got to high school. Reading “literature” killed it for me. I didn’t pick up a book until I started working for one of the utility companies after graduation.
I worked in a “stenographer pool.” We typed up correspondence or large projects for different departments. One girl would start reading a book and slowly, we all started reading it. We never called it a book club even though we would discuss it as we read.
During that time we read The Godfather, The Exorcist, romance novels, anything by Irving Wallace and a myriad of other authors. Sad to say, we also read The Happy Hooker. Hey, we were all twenty-somethings! But that experience of sharing a good book with friends, once again ignited my love for reading.
When Number One son gave me a nook as a present, I revisited some of the literature that killed my love for reading. It was a totally different experience this time around.
Only recently did I find out that J. R. Tolkien was Catholic and that the book is a reflection of the Catholic faith.
After watching this video, I’m more intrigued. I guess I better put that book on the “bucket list.”
