His new novel, Canada, made me cryIf you looked at my sagging, crowded bookshelves you’d think Richard Ford had written a dozen or more books. But it’s just me having bought more than one copy of some of his stuff. And I’ll bet I’ve given away a half a dozen paperback copies of Independence Day. I’ve read it three times.
I wrote him a note once in the 80s to
tell him that his novel, The Sportswriter, had just helped me pass anxious time in a hospital waiting room while one of my daughters was having serious stuff done. He typed back a note from Mississippi. It’s in one of the books of his on one of those shelves.
Read Canada this summer.
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