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The Plattsmouth Book Club loves books, and we invite you to join us in savoring them.

We meet the first Saturday of each month, 10 a.m. at the Plattsmouth Public Library, Plattsmouth, Nebraska. Everyone is welcome to attend, whether you've read the current selection or not.

Come join us!

 

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August Meeting

We read The Summer of 1787 by David O. Stewart or The Lost City of Z by David Grann.

Stewart's descriptive history narrates the story of our Constitution's creation during the sweltering Philadelphia summer of1787. It includes lively details gleaned from participants' personal correspondence, giving fresh insight into the personalities of the document's developers.

Grann, a New Yorker writer, becomes obsessed with British explorer Percy Fawcett's ill-fated quest for a mysterious city in the Amazon and provides a character study of the author's passion for the jungle.

 

September 4 Meeting

Next month we choose Sins of the Father by Ronald Kessler or The Moonflower Vine by Jetta Carlson.

Kessler describes the founding of the Kennedy dynasty and the means the father used to demand obedience of his children.

Carleton's novel of four daughters describes the family's love for one another despite obstacles.

 

Both discussion groups meet at 10 a.m. in the library. See you there.

Please check our revised listing of upcoming selections for future reads.

 

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From the Bookshelf

 
I Had a Mother Who Read to Me

I had a mother who read to me
Sagas of pirates who scoured the sea.
Cutlasses clenched in their yellow teeth;
"Blackbirds" stowed in the hold beneath.


I had a Mother who read me lays
Of ancient and gallant and golden days;
Stories of Marmion and Ivanhoe,
Which every boy has a right to know.


I had a Mother who read me tales
Of Gelert the hound of the hills of Wales,
True to his trust till his tragic death,
Faithfulness lent with his final breath.


I had a Mother who read me the things
That wholesome life to the boy heart brings-
Stories that stir with an upward touch.
Oh, that each mother of boys were such!


You may have tangible wealth untold;
Caskets of jewels and coffers of gold.
Richer than I you can never be --
I had a Mother who read to me.

-- Strickland Gillilan

 

"Blackbirds" in line 4 refers to Kanakas, i.e., Hawaiians or South Sea Islanders kidnapped for sale as slaves in Australia.