Set in Jamaica, Kei Miller’s Augustown is full of local color. There are a couple of storylines: a preacherman claims he can fly and will fly up to heaven, a schoolboy named Kaia gets his dreadlocks cut by a frustrated teacher, Ma Taffy convinces a gang leader to take away the illegal guns he’s hidden under her house, principal Mrs. G befriends Miss G, her housemaid who’s got a big secret.
The writing pulled me in, but some relationships were contrived making me feel a little manipulated as the plot rose to a crescendo of violence. In the end, the violent ending turned me off the story.
Weekend Coffee Share is a time for us to take a break out of our lives and enjoy some timely catching up with friends (old and new)!
If we were having coffee, I’d say this week sped by. Where did the time go?
Wednesday was a weird day when everything that was scheduled didn’t happen. My book club was canceled, but I didn’t see that email. Luckily, I get a week more to finish my reading and it was on Zoom so I hadn’t driven anywhere. This gave me time to leave early for the Chicago History Museum.
For the first time in 18 months I went to the research center at the Chicago History Museum to do some research for a play I want to write. The research center now requires an appointment and there are just 6 a day. Wednesday there were three of us. You also now tell them beforehand what you’re looking for and it’s ready and waiting for you when you come. I was looking through microfiche newspapers from the 19th century. It was time-consuming because there’s no index or keywords with microfiche so I did a lot of scanning for each day within the period I need. Along the way I found a lot of other stories like one about a serial polygamist who’d been jailed for marrying 10 women. When he got out he married number 11.
I finished reading Augustown for my Saturday book club, but then an earlier appointment ran late so I missed the discussion, which ended early. C’est la vie.
Mother’s Day was full with a brunch with one brother and his family and later dinner with the other brother and his family. One niece and one nephew were out of town, but one nephew was able to come in from Virginia for the week. Lots of good times despite the chilly temps we’ve had.
Most weeks I follow the Sepia Saturday theme rather closely. I haven’t used many if any family photos because we don’t have many from way back when. I’m happy to report that I came across a stash of old photos and thought I’d share a few. It’s a potpourri with no theme this week.
Frank was my maternal grandmother’s uncle.
Mom and her friends, 1950s
Which one was my great uncle? I don’t know. A good reminder to label photos with the names you do know.
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