Author:
Anna Quindlen
Stars:
5
Review by: Little Red Hen
Anna Quindlen wrote her memoir as she reached 60 as a series of essays, looking
back to the Fifties and ahead. This gave me a time perspective as a woman who has
reached 75 and remembers those Fifties, but reads this book more from a woman of
her mother's generation. Sometimes it was painful, and I didn't want to hear
about how Anna never did own or would not own an iron or ironing board. Much of
the way I lived from younger years was a total waste, I became convinced. But
she becomes kinder and very human.
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