Book 45I ought to be ashamed for counting Truman Capote’s A Christmas Memory in my 50 Book Challenge, because it was such a short tale. But I don’t think I am going to make 50 this year and I want the count to remain respectable. Or something.
It sounds like Capote did not have a very happy childhood, but the Christmas Memory is of the season when he was seven years old. His best friend was an elderly cousin and he talks of the baking and the dog and making gifts and Christmas morning and it really is just lovely.
I imagine it is the thing a writer might do to honor someone after he has become famous. Good on him, I think.
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