Thursday, July 09, 2009

Madewell Brown

Doogie just got back from his registration at UW-Superior. He's taking a class about zombies, and I'm not quite sure what to say about that. He's signed up for Intermediate Algebra, Freshman English, Intro to Communication, Health & Wellness (which is apparently required), plus the zombie class. He didn't manage to schedule them all in the afternoon so he can sleep until noon, but the earliest class is at 8:30 am. I think he's finally starting to get a little excited about college; he hasn't been able to stop talking about it since he got back!

Duluth is such a beautiful town! I think that I will mind coming up to visit him at all! All the water and ships make for a picturesque city. We're trying to decide what we want to do tonight. Sidewalk Sale Days are being held downtown, but we're both a bit tired. We may end up just ordering in Dominos pizza.

Madewell Brown
by Rick Collignon is the sequel to Perdido that takes place in the fictional town of Guadalupe, New Mexico. When his father dies, Cipriano finds an old leather satchel with the name Madewell Brown on it. In the bag are some old baseball clothes, a picture of a group of fourteen black baseball players, and a letter addressed to Obie Poole in South Cairo, Illinois that appears to be over fifty years old. Cipriano drops the letter in the mail setting off a chain of events that will expose a town's wounds and bring peace to a woman's soul. With a few deft strokes of his author's brush, Collignon brings to life each and every character. The small town of Guadalupe itself is a character with its dusty mesas and the fierce loyalty shared between its citizens. With just over 200 pages, this novel is a quiet meditation about seeking truth and finding yourself.

Last night, Doogie and I cranked the air conditioning and slept fairly well (minus him talking in his sleep and the craziest snoring I've ever heard). It was wonderful to wake up on my own schedule without a little voice talking nonstop from the moment my eyes opened. Sometimes I just need a few minutes peace in the morning to really wake up. I'm glad to have one more night in the hotel, but I will be thrilled to be home with Jesse, Molly, and Mia again tomorrow.