Expanding my memoir collection by one essential title (and Penn today, in pictures)

I found myself with fifteen spare minutes today and spent the whole lot of them here, at The Last Word Bookshop on the edge of the Penn campus.  I wasn't going to leave without a purchase.  I came home with the University of Nebraska edition of All the Strange Hours: The Excavation of a Life, the Loren Eiseley memoir.

I will never complete my memoir library.  But having this Eiseley (among my many other Eiseleys) puts me at a bit more ease.

In other news, spring has sprung and my young memoirists are not just fine memoirists.  They are thoughtful critics and compassionate souls.

But you knew that.

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