Enjoying the "Luck of the Irish"

We enjoyed a lovely meal and evening at Judy Bell's home, complete with Irish music in the background.  The one day everyone gets to be Irish and enjoy green and Irish cream!  Chris brought a photo album of an Irish adventure to help us "set our scene".  A delightful time with pleasant conversion.

Our read this month was "The Library at the Edge of the World" by Felicity Hayes-McCoy.  It is "an empowering story about the meaning of home and the importance of finding a place where you truly belong".  About a whole community that connected in a web of mutual support.  One of those fell-good stories which we all enjoy, filled with lovely prose.  

"But a librarian should know better than anyone how written words, moving through time and space, could change a person's life.....for millennia, written words had conveyed dreams, visions and aspirations across oceans and mountains....She was part of a process that stretched across distance and time."

Judy shared this St Patrick's Day blessing:  "May your pockets be heavy and your heart be light; may good luck pursue you each morning and night."

"As always it was delightful to “break bread” with all of you.  The wonderful soup, the various breads, broccoli salad, and other tempting items made a full dinner.  The conversations, the discussions the books brought up, the warm fire and community information passed around - made our time at Judy’s special."   -Judy Bell 

 "He feared he would be stuck forever in that winter...."  War is declared and everyone's lives are forever changed.  One young man, training to become a doctor, learns that "what constitutes illness in war is not the same as peace....Since when was our goal to cure them?  It's to return them to the front....Patch and send....He had worked under the magical assumption that when he stepped away the misery abated"....But disease of the mind "seemed as something different, unrelenting....No wound at all, at least not one you could see...."  The doctor finally is sent home but "the dreams pursued him.  'I thought returning from the front would ease these troubles; unless there is a battle I don't yet understand."