• What We Don’t See

    First off, my love to Beverly Cory and to those who loved her. I didn’t know Beverly but she could have been my friend or my financial advisor. The financial advisor Jody and I work with is also our dear friend and aunt to our children.

    While volunteering for Richfield Police Reserves, near the 8-mile mark of the Woodlake half marathon, I positioned the police car to block the street. I turned on the squad lights, indicating that the intersection was closed. Half marathon runners could run safely up 71st St E.  Many would shout out some thanks as they went by. I’d wave in acknowledgement.

    With the police car doing most of my work, my mind was on what I was hearing on the police radio.

    The speed of information and the rapid coordination of agencies astounded me.

     

    A person had been robbed at gunpoint. Police chase ensued. Car crashed into swamp. Man fled into nursing home. Perimeter set up. Command post opened. Swat team deployed. Help requested from nearby agencies. Police dog on scene. Request for another police dog. Photo of suspect received. Witness identified suspect. Snipers placed on roof tops. Squad cars, armoured vehicles, and helicopters surrounded the area. Area on lockdown. Evacuation of White Pine Living Center begun. A methodical door-to-door search of the center. Buses on site for residents and staff.

    Though it was peaceful at my post, with runners yelling their appreciation, my heart rate increased, my blood pressure rose, and my breathing quickened.

    In Mendota Heights, attention had turned to the office building.

    Dispatch continuously fed the command center with information: persons who could possibly still be in the office building, the vehicles they drove, and their physical description.

    Intensity continued at the senior center and at the same time increased at the office building.

    A door-by-door search of the office building begun. A robot deployed. Beverly Cory found. My heart sank.

    Long after I took off my Police Reserve officer uniform, I couldn’t stop thinking of Beverly and what might have transpired in her office. I don’t know what did. When I change into civilian clothes, I become a member of the public. I receive news the same as you.

    One thing that I knew for sure, is that the police would work 24/7, and use all the resources that they had available to catch the murder suspect. I felt safer knowing that. I also knew that the police were doing a job that I could not possibly do.

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  • Keep a Book Journal? Um, Not So Much

    I have loved to read since I was in grade school—more than 50 years ago. In the intervening time I’ve gobbled up a lot books. I slowed down while my sons were growing up, but now I can read as much as I like. So much so, that I consciously limit my book intake so I can fit in all of the other things I want to do. Nonetheless, I average about four books per month. Until recently, I never kept a book journal or list of what I’ve read.

    Why not? Laziness, mostly. Making a list or creating a system of tracking what I read seemed like homework. Besides, aside from me, who cares what I read? If anything, keeping a list might make me feel vaguely guilty about all that reading . . . when I could be doing something more virtuous and less fun like training for a marathon (oh wait, I’m not a runner).

    Learning that Star Tribune books editor Laurie Hertzel never caught on to using Goodreads made me feel better. I’m a Goodreads dropout too (my apologies to the dozen people who follow me).

    Her article about book journals describes the various ways avid readers approach book journals. Some people record the title, author, and date the book was read to keep from accidentally repeating a book or for a sense of accomplishment. Others rate the books. The article also mentioned that a few particularly organized readers develop Excel spreadsheets—that’s so not me!

    That’s why I’m surprised that in the last two years, I’ve begun making a few notes about my reading. It began as a list of books I want to read, culled from book reviews and book blogs. I’d jot my list in Notes on my phone. But after I read the book, I didn’t always delete the title (re: laziness) so the list began to grow.

    My process is still hit or miss, but sometimes I add a gold star next to titles I loved in case anyone wants a recommendation. I’ll put a + next to pretty good books, +~ next to books that were good but didn’t quite work, and a ~ for so-so books. Books that I actively disliked or abandoned get a NOT symbol or a minus (these days, I’ll desert a book if I don’t love it after 50-75 pages—life’s too short). When I’m underwhelmed by a book, I occasionally jot a brief note about it, especially if I’m trying to understand why I didn’t like something that was critically acclaimed.

     

    Book notes

    Reading is the real pleasure. Some people enjoy making scrapbooks of their experiences or photo albums of their travels. The process enhances their enjoyment. I don’t do either one. For me, the fun is stepping into another world, a different time, or an unfamiliar culture. Getting caught up in a story. Unlike real life, I have no responsibility for the characters and no ability to intervene in their dramas. I’m just along for the ride. The experience is enough.

    However, if you ever want a recommendation or my opinion, just ask—I might have a note!

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    12 responses to “Keep a Book Journal? Um, Not So Much”

    1. bbachel Avatar
      bbachel

      Your post warmed my heart. I’ve kept a list of every book I’ve read since graduating from college, though have only intermittently comment on them, which I regret. I also have long lists of books I want to read…plus have reached the limit on my Amazon.com wish list. Crazy I know. And now, spurred on by a new friend, I’ve started keeping a list of movies I see…and am rating them. Last night: Atomic Blonde. Violent but loved seeing anoher strong female lead…and may even add the book it’s based on to my “someday I’m going to read” list.

      1. Ellen Shriner Avatar

        I’m impressed you’ve kept a list since college! What’s been interesting to me is that there are books I liked back then that no longer appeal to me. For example, my book group wanted to read Kerouac’s On The Road, which I liked in college but really didn’t care for now–didn’t have the patience for it.

    2. Lynne Maker Kuechle Avatar
      Lynne Maker Kuechle

      I made it through Upstream but it wasn’t an easy ride. I think I like her better as a poet.

      1. Ellen Shriner Avatar

        Yeah, that might be true for me too. I also promised that I’d try to read Upstream some other time when I wasn’t so preoccupied.

    3. Ann Coleman Avatar

      I’m also an avid reader who doesn’t keep track of what she reads. It’s usually not a problem until someone asks me for good book recommendations and my mind draws a blank. It would be handy to have a list then. For now, I just have to go look at my bookshelves, because I keep any book I like well enough to read more than once.

      1. Ellen Shriner Avatar

        That’s a good system! In my case, I get a lot of books from the library (I simply can’t own all the books I want to read) so I needed a backup because I always draw a blank too!

    4. C Avatar
      C

      Why not rank what you’ve read? Might be useful for the rest of us. I’m liking Flower Moon, BTW.

      1. Ellen Shriner Avatar

        Good to know you like Killers of the Flower Moon–I’m looking forward to it!

    5. Susanne Avatar

      I’m a Goodreads drop out, too. Too much work! I have started jotting down titles and authors names in a daytimer type of calendar mostly in case I want to recommend a book to a friend. My brain no longer retains this kind of info so if I write it down I can flip thru the daytimer to find what I couldn’t remember.

      1. Ellen Shriner Avatar

        That’s essentially what I do, but on my phone. That way, I have my want-to-read list handy at the bookstore oe library or book group. Thanks for sharing your thoughts!

    6. Kristin Peterson Avatar

      Keeping a book journal? I can see it can have its purposes depending on your ambitions. Instead of a book journal, I use authors to lay breadcrumbs to the next delicious read. Often authors will list what books they love and recommend — either in a blog post, an interview or on the book cover itself. I have found the most enjoyable books this way. Almost as good as a recommendation from a good friend. ; )

      P.S. Four books a month! I’m lucky if I get through one book in four weeks!

      1. Ellen Shriner Avatar

        What a great way to get recommendations! If I’ve enjoyed an author once, I often look for more.

  • “Go On, Git”

    I’m excited about Juan Jose’ and Crystel growing up. Each milestone they have, I celebrate.

    Sometimes, I’m ready before they are.

    I couldn’t wait for Juan Jose’ to learn how to ride his bike without training wheels. Crystel had been riding for months. Finally, I convinced him to give it a try. We went to a grassy knoll at our nearby park. Along with his bike helmet, he insisted on wearing knee, elbow and wrist pads. If he could have figured out how to bungee a pillow around his waist, I’m sure that he would have.

    With a push, I launched him. At high speed, he sailed down the rise, pedaled when he hit the flat field, and after he biked as far as he could, he fell.

    From that moment, he had enough confidence to bike on his own.

    Some parents lament time passing too quickly for their children. I’m loving it. It can’t come quick enough for me. Is this because I’m an older parent? I’m 58-years old with two 14-year olds. I want to be present for all of their firsts.

    Or, is it because I was numb as a teenager? I thought I’d be dead by the time I was 25.

    Through Juan Jose’ and Crystel, I experience their thrills, their excitement, and their fear. I get to see what being alive looks like.

    Recently, Juan Jose’, Crystel, and a friend attended a moped driving class. I expected there to be other 14-year-olds in the classroom. When I opened the door, I was surprised. There were adults with tattoos, mustaches, beards, muscle shirts, and bulking biceps sitting at desks.

    I pushed the children into the classroom without any protective gear. All of a sudden, they were surrounded by a classroom of grownups. They were launched.

    I told the teacher, “I found these folks looking for the moped class.” Now, they are learning to drive.

     

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