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jendewind 's review for:
The Spectator Bird
by Wallace Stegner
Wallace Stegner does a great job developing the character of Joe, an aging arthritic. The book moves slowly just painting a picture of the normalcy between people. Joe’s sense of humor comes through at times, with his snarky remarks. I probably would like this book even more if I was older, but not to worry, it’s universal.
Everyone can understand love, aging, desire, commitment...
“Ruth... once a week she goes to down to the retirement home. The convalescent hospital. Death camp...How she stands spending a whole morning among those dim and feeble, tottering dead, knowing that she and I are only a few years from being just like them, is beyond my understanding.”
“And I find that I resent the assumption both of them make, that I have stopped and am in need of repair. It irritates me to have people blowing out my gas line and testing my spark plugs and feeling all over me for loose wires.”
“A reasonable endowed, a reasonably well intentioned man can walk through the world’s great kitchen from end to end and arrive at the back door hungry.”
“It is something. It can be everything. To have found a fellow bird with whom you can sit among the rafters while the drinking, boasting, reciting and fighting go on below. A fellow bird whom you can look after...”
Everyone can understand love, aging, desire, commitment...
“Ruth... once a week she goes to down to the retirement home. The convalescent hospital. Death camp...How she stands spending a whole morning among those dim and feeble, tottering dead, knowing that she and I are only a few years from being just like them, is beyond my understanding.”
“And I find that I resent the assumption both of them make, that I have stopped and am in need of repair. It irritates me to have people blowing out my gas line and testing my spark plugs and feeling all over me for loose wires.”
“A reasonable endowed, a reasonably well intentioned man can walk through the world’s great kitchen from end to end and arrive at the back door hungry.”
“It is something. It can be everything. To have found a fellow bird with whom you can sit among the rafters while the drinking, boasting, reciting and fighting go on below. A fellow bird whom you can look after...”