Tuesday, January 26, 2016

First Chapter...

First Paragraph Tuesday Intros

Angela's Ashes by Frank McCourt

My father and mother should have stayed in New York where they met and married and where I was born. Instead, they returned to Ireland when I was four, my brother, Malachy, three, the twins, Oliver and Eugene, barely one, and my sister, Margaret, dead and gone.
When I look back on my childhood I wonder how I survived at all. It was,  of course, a miserable childhood: the happy childhood is hardly worth your while. Worse than the ordinary miserable childhood is the miserable Irish childhood, and worse yet is the miserable Irish Catholic childhood.

I am already hooked. This book has been on my TBR forever and now it satisfies the autobiography requirement in the PopSugar Reading Challenge 2016.

I'm sad to say I heard that Abe Vigoda really died today. He was an old favorite from Barney Miller, a 70's sitcom. His death has been reported so many times that he had a Twitter feed that simply said "I'm alive." Every day....RIP Mr. Vigoda.
My twelve year old granddaughter is wearing my sister-in-laws aunts wedding dress from the 1930s. It fit her perfectly.


  1. I think this is one of those books that I probably should have read at some point but haven't. Girl Who Reads

  2. Hi, Donna, it keeps me up at night. How many books are out there that I should be reading.

  3. Sounds like a good book. Alyssa just gave me one of her books to read so I need to get started! Iris is so beautiful in this dress!

  4. I enjoyed this book. Love the picture

  5. I looks gorgeous in that dress. I love vintage, too. <3

  6. The dress is now on display at a bridal shop owned by my niece.