I didn't write a review about this, but I remember the thing that bothered me most about this book was that it was written by a Western man. There are...moreI didn't write a review about this, but I remember the thing that bothered me most about this book was that it was written by a Western man. There are Japanese people who don't even understand the Geisha. How can a White... man ... fully understand?(less)
If you like reading fiction and non-fiction at the same time, try reading Doris Kearns Goodwin's No Ordinary Time at the same time as this book. The b...moreIf you like reading fiction and non-fiction at the same time, try reading Doris Kearns Goodwin's No Ordinary Time at the same time as this book. The books cover the same period in time, and each provides interesting insights on the other.(less)
I was first introduced to this book via a thread in the BookCrossing chit-chat forums. (click here)
I actually liked it (mostly) until the end. No spoi...moreI was first introduced to this book via a thread in the BookCrossing chit-chat forums. (click here)
I actually liked it (mostly) until the end. No spoilers here, but that definitely made me downgrade my rating. Having worked with New Yorkers for the last 7ish years, I recognized a lot of "familiar faces" in this book :)
I found this book rather depressing, and the more I have thought about it since reading it in 2004, the more it upsets me. I think what I dislike about it is that it's billed as chicklit, and yet it's about rich people paying other people to take care of their children. Kind of sickening, actually.(less)
OK -- I'll admit I didn't like the vast majority of the book. However, once I got to the end, I was much happier :) Every chapter is written in the fi...moreOK -- I'll admit I didn't like the vast majority of the book. However, once I got to the end, I was much happier :) Every chapter is written in the first person by the Mom, the Dad, or one of their 4 children. Obviously this makes it a little difficult to figure out who is talking, especially at the beginning when you're trying to sort them all out. It's an interesting study on families, and how they get along or don't get along, but all love each other. I love how the mother is truly the traditional, wise matriarch that all families need. One of her classic lines is a description of her husband's new girlfriend: ". . .that mushroom-looking wench he was sitting next to, who look young enough to be his grand-daughter, and who need to make up her mind which hairstyle she really interested in and settle on one instead of the three or four I saw." For some reason, this just really tickled me.
Brief, unprofessional synopsis: Written by the author of "Waiting to Exhale" and "How Stella Got Her Groove Back", this book covers a short period of time in the life of a a black family that began in Chicago (Viola and Cecil) and moved to Las Vegas. The 4 grown kids are Paris, Charlotte, Janelle and Lewis. The book covers a variety of societal, familial, educational and financial issues. From substance abuse to incest to divorce to abortion to rheumatoid arthritis and lottery tickets, this family experiences what all families experience in that whether they like each other or not, they can choose whether or not they still love each other and want to support each other. Contains lots of f words. . . (less)
Everyone has an opinion on Grisham, and if you don't like him, feel free to skip my review! I read a ton of his books when I was travelling regularly...moreEveryone has an opinion on Grisham, and if you don't like him, feel free to skip my review! I read a ton of his books when I was travelling regularly for work (I'd pick one up in the airport book store and leave it when I landed on the other side), but haven't read one in a while. It was good to come back to him with this one! Yes, it was about a trial, and yes, it was in the South, but this time the narrator is the local newspaper's editor/owner. Definitely a different tack, and one I enjoyed. The lawyers in this one explain things to him, but aren't central.
I loved his descriptions of people in this one. I could actually see and hear them talking. And the descriptions of the food! oh dear! This book shouldn't be read when hungry. One section I marked to go back to is Miss Callie's pot roast. It sounded good enough that I'm going to try it.
Here's the excerpt: "As usual, I confessed that I'd never had a pot roast, so Miss Callie described the recipe and the preparation in detail. . . . It was her simplest dish, she said. Take a beef rump roast, leave the fat on it, place it in the bottom of the pot, then cover it with new potatoes, onions, turnips, carrots, and beets; add some salt, pepper and water, put it in the oven on slow bake, and wait five hours. She filled my plate with beef and vegetables, then covered it all with a thick sauce. "The beets give it all a purple tint," she explained.
Surprisingly heavy subject matter for Janette Oke. A sad tale of the effects of alcoholism on the frontier. As Damaris finds love and acceptance from...moreSurprisingly heavy subject matter for Janette Oke. A sad tale of the effects of alcoholism on the frontier. As Damaris finds love and acceptance from Miss Dover, she learns about God and Jesus and even becomes able to forgive her parents for her past. As always with Oke's writing, you also get a sweet love story thrown in :)
Damaris has an unquenchable love for reading, and one of my favorite sections is:
"'Were you reading?' her mama asked. Damaris nodded. . . 'Wish we had some new books for you. You must have those few 'most worn out.' Damaris nodded again, but then hurried to add, 'I don't mind. I always enjoy reading them again.' But deep in her heart, Damaris knew she would give almost anything to have some new books."(less)
This was an interesting look at a small Canadian lumber town and what happened/happens when the lumber runs out. Julia being from the East, genteel, a...moreThis was an interesting look at a small Canadian lumber town and what happened/happens when the lumber runs out. Julia being from the East, genteel, a little spoiled, and liking nice things seemed kind of cliche. Either that, or because Janette Oke's 'Canadian West' series is *so* good; this was a little weak.
It seemed as if some of the minor characters could have been developed more, and this almost felt like a short story in terms of character development, but it was still pleasant to read and interesting to learn about another time and place.(less)
This is an Advance Reading Copy (ARC), received free as the result of a partnership between BookCrossing and the publisher of the book.
Read on the pla...moreThis is an Advance Reading Copy (ARC), received free as the result of a partnership between BookCrossing and the publisher of the book.
Read on the plane from Denver to Newark for a business trip. Unfortunately, I didn't enjoy the subject matter OR the way it was written.
This book was probably written sometime between the 60's and 70's (although not published till recently), as it happily discusses drug use and doesn't refer in any way to current conveniences such as mobile phones.
Summary: an LSD-using student tries to "find himself" in a very odd way. Over the course of his life, in various ways, he has an odd connection with a ram, and over time turns into/worships the ram. Unfortunately, as a messiah figure, Ransom (formerly known as Sam) isn't very messianic, as there is no one to save, no downtrodden, no nothing. Although it does appear that a group of people might be interested in him enough to follow him, he's really just too wacked out to follow.
Odds & Ends: I've always thought it kind of hackneyed when the main character in a book is an author, and ends up writing a book with the same name as the title of the one you're reading. It was cheesy with Judith McNaught; it's too hard to suspend belief for this one. It really bothered me that there is rock climbing while under the influence of LSD. Real mountain/rock climbers wouldn't do something so dangerous, and often speak of the natural high they get sans chemicals. The author loves to "verb" nouns (which bugs me), he uses "alright" a million times, and chooses "regalia" as the description for the animal skin that Ransom wears, every time it is described.
I didn't understand most of what the author was trying to accomplish. At one point, it seems as if he is saying something, but then it wanders away. . .
"Do you mean people shouldn't have children?" Hank wondered. "That's when we gave up," Calvin acceded with a sigh. "Stopped chasing our dreams and started nurturing theirs." "I get what you're saying." Wasilla Bill spoke to Ransom with his head bowed. "My heart's cold as stone. Only whiskey warms me. When I'm drunk, I remember." "This is sad." Doug's gaze darted among them, anxious and uncertain. His comment seemed to include both their malaise and Ransom's unthinkable remedy. "I can't believe having children is the end."
There are passages like this all throughout the book. In other parts, it reads like a write-by-number novel: "You're everything to me now." Sam's voice was meek as a child's. "I want our love to be my religion."(less)
If you liked "Good in Bed", you'll probably like this too.
This is a pretty entertaining book about a writer who hides behind humor and makes changes r...moreIf you liked "Good in Bed", you'll probably like this too.
This is a pretty entertaining book about a writer who hides behind humor and makes changes rather than facing life issues (e.g.,new job/move to New York instead of breaking up with her boyfriend). On page 1, she writes, "Imagine settling for a life you can have because you don't have the courage to go after the life you really want. That's what made me do it -- make one of those decisions -- the kind that bends your future in a whole new direction."
Once she moves to New York, Ruby gets together with her friends on a weekly basis -- usually at her own house -- to play poker. Friends are Skorka, a model ("Skorka drinks tequila directly from the bottle. It's the kind of thing you can do when you're a model. When you're a model, drinking hard liquor out of a bottle doesn't seem depressing or like you might need to get yourself into a program."), Lily, who later discovers she's a lesbian (although she starts by saying that she's "bi" as a transition phase), Danielle ("she's been divorced for a little more than a year and is making up for lost time by saying yes to whomever asks."), Meg and Jenn.
It's light reading, and enjoyable. And of course, there's a section for the book-lovers: "The Cadaver is in my apartment, digging through boxes. I am doing the unthinkable. I am giving away some old books. I cannot stand to give away books. But I want more books, and to make room for more books, I have to get rid of some books. I know the Cadaver will take care of them."
"'Don't show them to me -- just take them. I feel guilty enough as it is,' I say. They are whimpering, scared kittens being separated."(less)
I liked this better than the other two "Women of the West" books I've read. This book reminded me of two other books -- "The Long Winter" (I think tha...moreI liked this better than the other two "Women of the West" books I've read. This book reminded me of two other books -- "The Long Winter" (I think that's the right one), where Laura Ingalls is a young schoolteacher, and "The Wedding Dress", where an orphan's only link to her birth mother is a wedding dress that was carried in an old trunk via wagon train.
It's an interesting story of small towns, frontier life, love and God's care, with a little "Stockholm Syndrome" thrown in for good measure. Something that popped into my head while reading was how difficult it is to trace family lineage without computer access!
I appreciated Laramie's relationship with White Eagle, in light of the way he was raised to hate all indians. The best thing is that their relationship is reciprocal; not just the white man helping the indian, etc. . .(less)
I originally bought this book for a book club and then the book club never got off the ground. When I finally did read it, everybody and their brother...moreI originally bought this book for a book club and then the book club never got off the ground. When I finally did read it, everybody and their brother had read it in a book club, and I was sort of tired of hearing about it. I was also a bit underwhelmed.
Here's the review I wrote on BookCrossing: Unfortunately, I didn't mark sections of the book I wanted to refer back to or quote for my review. And although I know this is a really popular book, I only found it mildly interesting. Maybe if I had read it with a book club as originally planned. . .
Anyway, my favorite part of the book is the relationship Lily has with the "Calendar Sisters" (June, May and August). Lily is white (subtle, no?) and they are black. There were actually a couple of sections where the race issue is addressed from Lily's point of view, and I loved it. From her perspective, it's not an "issue", but to others outside the circle of the house (both black and white), it is.
I loved the author's descriptions of people, places and things. This book had a decidedly "Ya-Ya Sisterhood" flair, and not just because it was set in the South. (less)
This was one of the first books I've ever read *after* seeing the movie. Although that isn't my preferable book/movie order, it wasn't too bad!
I thoug...moreThis was one of the first books I've ever read *after* seeing the movie. Although that isn't my preferable book/movie order, it wasn't too bad!
I thought the movie was a decent adaptation. A few interesting exceptions -- Sandra Bullock's character shows up early in the movie. In the book, I had almost decided she was added for the movie because she came into the story so late. I was also really surprised that the comments made by one of the jurors (no spoilers) were essentially Matthew McConaghy's closing remarks in the movie. Otherwise, I loved picturing Oliver Platt as Harry Rex, Samuel L. Jackson as Carl Lee and Donald Sutherland as Lucien.
A significant note in my own life -- the movie has a quote in it that isn't in the book -- a quote I often use when asked for favorite quotes -- The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing. --Edmund Burke. I love this quote, and refer to it often.
I first saw the movie shortly after a trip to Mississippi in 2003. I have to say that I was shocked. It truly felt like a time warp. I remember going by the prison where John M. Perkins was beaten horribly and being told that that had happened in the last 30 years. IN MY LIFETIME! It seems to me that those things happened 100 years ago, not since I've been alive. It definitely opened my eyes. Click here for one of Perkins's books.
I really don't need to say much about this -- it's an old Grisham, and most people know the story. The main character is a lawyer and it takes place in the south. This is, however, one of his better books. Obviously, it's more meaningful if the subject matter is meaningful to you.(less)
**spoiler alert** I don't remember where I first heard the opening lines of this book, but I've been interested ever since.
*Spoiler Alert* Continue o...more**spoiler alert** I don't remember where I first heard the opening lines of this book, but I've been interested ever since.
*Spoiler Alert* Continue only if you've already read it, won't be reading it, or don't care to know the end.
In no particular order:
My father died 4+ years ago. I really miss him, and totally resonated with Susie's longing for her dad. I was sobbing, literally heaving, during some of the passages about him. I wonder if you haven't experienced death closely if this book wouldn't speak to you in that way.
I have a special place in my heart for children (duh- - check out my screen name!). The parts about poor little Buckley broke my heart. His comment on his mother's return made complete sense to me. I sobbed over that too. I wanted to hug and comfort him myself.
Yes, the author's view of Heaven is wacked. But it's a book; not a scientific or theological exploration of what Heaven will actually be. She makes no illusions about being a theologian. Her view of Heaven in my opinion isn't even what the book is about, although obviously, it's certainly easy to imagine a Heaven that a 14-year old girl pictures could be one like this.
I didn't really get the whole "Ghost" Patrick Swayze return thing through the body of Ruth. What was the point? I was totally absorbed in the book until then. And why did it have to go that way? Why sex? Was that necessary? Really? I didn't think so. The whole time she's in a body and able to talk, I'm thinking (or I'd be yelling at the screen if it were a movie), "Tell him where your body is! Tell him all the details!"
As someone who prefers happy endings, I waffled on the final demise of rotten Mr. Harvey. I really wanted him to be caught. Of course, I was glad to see him come to an end, and how poetic the method. .. Then I wondered: were we supposed to think that Susie had made that happen? Confusing. But perhaps on purpose. I guess it just seemed so clear that it was headed toward them finally putting all the pieces together that I didn't think his end did the rest of the story justice. ..
It's true what others have said- - it definitely could have ended sooner. Of course, I kept thinking Mr. Harvey would be caught, and so didn't mind turning the last several pages. .. .which I kind of skimmed.
I *loved* the description of the impromptu one-year anniversary of her death. Also cried here. It was beautiful. I only hope people care enough about me to remember me in such a beautiful and spontaneous way someday.
I laughed, I cried. I loved how she got inside the head of a 14-year old girl. I totally believed the POV. Was it the best thing I've read ever or even this year? No. But I sure did like it, and I do like a good cry.(less)
I read this once long ago, and then I actually read it again so I could write a review for it on BookCrossing. It's rather telling that as I upload th...moreI read this once long ago, and then I actually read it again so I could write a review for it on BookCrossing. It's rather telling that as I upload this information to Goodreads, I still remember nothing about this book.
What I wrote on BC: I remember it didn't really do much for me. It's a wierd story. Grace's husband is gone, but she's clearly still young and beautiful. She's in danger of turning into an old-maid schoolteacher, but believes herself in love with her best friend's husband. The best friend is dying (of cancer?), and that part is a little confusing.
I found Bobby's character fascinating. He's a high school student (of Grace's), and wants to "join up", but is afraid the military won't take him because of his lazy eye. His relationship with Willie B., his mother's new "maid", is also very interesting. As this story is set in a small Texas town in 1944, Willie B. being black is just one of the many things he is learning about in his young life.
I really liked the parts about Grace and the soldiers on the train; in fact, I enjoyed much of the references to WWII and the military. I was happy when Grace finally got over John.
I guess it's a story about a woman trying to figure out what to do with herself in a world where women don't usually get to figure that out . . . but I guess it just didn't really speak to me very much. (less)
The "Foreword" sets up the book delightfully -- "There are some who can live without wild things, and some who cannot. These essays are the delights a...moreThe "Foreword" sets up the book delightfully -- "There are some who can live without wild things, and some who cannot. These essays are the delights and dilemmas of one who cannot. . . . For us of the minority, the opportunity to see geese is more important than television, and the chance to find a pasque-flower is a right as inalienable as free speech." Now you know what you're getting into :)
I love some of his descriptions of "recycling" -- not exactly the way it's used in 2004 USA: "The spring flood brings us more than high adventure; it brings likewise an unpredictable miscellany of floatable objects pilfered from upriver farms. An old board stranded on our meadow has, to us, twice the value of the same piece new from the lumberyard. . . . Our lumber pile, recruited entirely from the river, is thus not only a collection of personalities, but an anthology of human strivings in upriver farms and forests. The autobiography of an old board is a kind of literature not yet taught on campuses, but any riverbank farm is a library where he who hammers or saws may read at will. Come high water, there is always an accession of new books."
His respect for and delight of his dog is truly enjoyable to read. Here is one excerpt I found particularly entertaining: "My dog, by the way, thinks I have much to learn about partridges, and, being a professional naturalist, I agree. He persists in tutoring me, with the calm patience of a professor of logic, in the art of drawing deductions from an educated nose. I delight in seeing him deduce a conclusion, in the form of a point, from data that are obvious to him, but speculative to my unaided eye. Perhaps he hopes his dull pupil will one day learn to smell." :)
This is not a book of poetry, but oh, some of the writing is so beautifully poetic! A very small part of page 95: "A dawn wind stirs on the great marsh. With almost imperceptible slowness it rolls a bank of fog across the wide morass. Like the white ghost of a glacier the mists advance, riding over phalanxes of tamarack, sliding across bog-meadows heavy with dew. A single silence hangs from horizon to horizon." There's more, but I'll leave you to discover it for yourself!
My last quoted section is a fascinating condemnation of industrial landowners, making them sound mercenary. The philosophy also applies to the private landowner. It is a thought I have not much considered; a land ethic: "Industrial landowners and users, especially lumbermen and stockmen, are inclined to wail long and loudly about the extension of government ownership and regulation to land, but (with notable exceptions) they show little disposition to develop the only visible alternative: the voluntary practice of conservation on their own lands.
When the private landowner is asked to perform some unprofitable act for the good of the community, he today assents only with outstretched palm. If the act costs him cash this is fair and proper, but when it costs only forethought, open-mindedness, or time, the issue is at least debatable. The overwhelming growth of land-use subsidies in recent years must be ascribed, in large part, to the government's own agencies for conservation education: the land bureaus, the agricultural colleges, and the extension services. As far as I can detect, no ethical obligation toward land is taught in these institutions.
To sum up: a system of conservation based solely on economic self-interest is hopelessly lopsided. It tends to ignore, and thus eventually to eliminate, many elements in the land community that lack commercial value, but that are (as far as we know) essential to its healthy functioning. It assumes, falsely, I think, that the economic parts of the biotic clock will function without the economic parts. It tends to relegate to government many functions eventually too large, too complex, or too widely dispersed to be performed by government.
An ethical obligation on the part of the private owner is the only visible remedy for these situations."
I find this book fascinating, although will admit I had a hard time getting through the last section. I've always had a respect for the land and appreciated concepts like using all parts of an animal that was hunted (rather than hunting for sport). Perhaps that can be attributed to something as simple as my love for the Little House on the Prairie books.
It's interesting to me that when I lived in the Chicago area where water was plentiful, I didn't really think much about something as simple as water conservation. Now that I live in a drought area (Colorado), I am very aware of guests leaving the water on and how dry the yard looks. It's always good to read a book like this, and if it makes one more aware of their surroundings and how to be a little more responsible with the things they have. . .well, I think this author would be pleased.
For our part on the water conservation issue? Our shower is two floors above our hot water heater, and we have to run the water quite a while before it gets warm. Rather than waste it, Unk "catches" the cold water in containers whenever we shower, and uses it on the lawn. It's not much, but it's something. And the front yard already looks better in a month of doing this :)(less)
I'll admit it; I loved this book! I'm turning into a chick lit fan :)
Laurie Gwen Shapiro is one of those authors who writes characters I can actually...moreI'll admit it; I loved this book! I'm turning into a chick lit fan :)
Laurie Gwen Shapiro is one of those authors who writes characters I can actually see in my mind's eye, or I have actually known. So many of the scenes (believable or not) were easy to imagine, because she has such a great "descriptive gene".
I could have done without the mini-sex scene early on in the book, but did find it fascinating that there wasn't a sex scene at all with the hero/guy-we-were-cheering for. Intentional? Because their love was real? Too special to taint by letting us in on it? Maybe I'm reading too much into it, but I kind of liked that.
I loved the New Yorkiness of this story. Having worked with NY/NJ people and telecommuted back and forth for the last 8 or so years, I have a soft spot in my heart for any story set "in the city". And of course, I couldn't help but chuckle when Heather talks about standing "on line". This is such an east coast expression, and always makes me want to ask -- was there really a line to stand on? :)
I agree with the friend who sent this to me -- that this is very like Good in Bed, but I think I liked this a little better. Maybe 'cause it was just a little less angst-filled, and a little lighter-hearted.
There were many fun parts in this book, and I could go on and on quoting and citing things I liked. But I'm going to leave some treasures for the rest of the ring members :)(less)
So I realized that sometimes it's not good to read two books in a row by the same author. Especially if you read a second or third book by them, and t...moreSo I realized that sometimes it's not good to read two books in a row by the same author. Especially if you read a second or third book by them, and then go back and read their first. In this case, I have to admit, it was a little disappointing. I just LOVED Matzo Ball Heiress, and this didn't come close. It certainly had some of her style, and some funny parts, but overall, just wasn't the same quality. I'm wondering if I had read this first if I would have thought it better. OR, would I not have bothered reading the other, as this was disappointing. hmmmmm interesting philosophical discussion ensues in my head :)
It was certainly interesting -- an American girl goes to live in Australia (like the sound of it so far). Hooks up with a band, something outrageous happens and she moves back to the states. Various odd things happen after that :) (can't give away the store!)
Since I always seem to find a section in a book about reading, I feel obligated to quote this part (expecially, since I know exactly what she means): "The house was a five minute walk from the St. Kilda library. Rachel was always reading, or at least checking books out. She flipped through masterpieces like my mum did with those romance novels she bought in the supermarket. But with her in the house, I did read more than I ever had with Simon in that room, for what that's worth. Rachel checked out Crime and Punishment during one of her "I'm slipping behind" fits. "A guilt literature moment," she owned up a day later." . . . "If she couldn't finish a book in one or two sittings, she wouldn't read it."
One other line I loved -- because I really thought it was just me who thought this, after Rachel has served on jury duty, she writes, "In sequestration, as on a long plane ride, each course of food is high entertainment."(less)
It doesn't happen to me very often, but I had to look up a word in this book! In the beginning of Chapter 8, the author uses "palimpsest". Please tell...moreIt doesn't happen to me very often, but I had to look up a word in this book! In the beginning of Chapter 8, the author uses "palimpsest". Please tell me I'm not the only one going for the Webster's right now :)
Palimpsest: (lit., rubbed again) a parchment that has been written upon previously and that bears traces of the imperfectly erased texts.
Here's how it was used: "Pride and Prejudice can be seen as a palimpsest, with Jane Austen's real life engraved, roughly, enigmatically, beneath its surface."
I have been a fan of Jane since I first got P&P sometime between the 3rd and 6th grades. Of course, at the time I had no idea it was "classic literature" -- I just loved it! And have loved it over and over again for many years.
I liked this book -- I even found the Prologue entertaining ". . .the Jane Austen Society of North America, an organization that comprises some of the world's most respected Austen scholars, as well as rank amateurs, like ourselves. . . . There is only minimal incense burning at these meetings, and no attempt to trivialize Jane Austen's pronouncements and mockingly bring her into our contemporary midst. . . (Wherever three or four come together in Jane Austen's name, there is bound to be a trivia quiz.. .)"
I love it that scholars and fans ". . .can't even agree on what to call her. . . . 'Jane' itself feels too familiar an address to apply to the adult writer . . .Ms Austen is unthinkable. Miss Austen? No! (Cassandra, as the older sister, claims that title.) Austen on its own possesses an indelicacy; we know, somehow, that she would have been offended."
One of the reasons I know why we like Jane so much -- "And, at the same time, she was reading. Everything we know about the family tells us that her reading was likely to have been unsupervised and random. Her father's bookshelves would have been open to her, and probably this good-hearted, busy man did not trouble to direct her choices. There existed very little that might be called children's writing, and so she plunged directly into the adult world of letters." This, about someone whose formal education stopped at the age of 11!
For some reason, this description of her family delights me -- perhaps because my family is so sarcastic and witty? "We can only guess that parody was the family flavour, and that the Austens were proud citizens of a satirical age."
I couldn't help but chuckle at this part: "There is a joke among novelists that in order to initiate strong action or to revive a wilting narrative it is only necessary to say: 'And so a stranger came to town.'"
I found this book so interesting, and of course it made me want to read Sense & Sensibility (why have I never?) and find other Jane writing. Although the inscription on her tomb doesn't mention her books, we know and love them, and that's what has lasted. The tribute on her tomb is indeed beautiful: "The benevolence of her heart, the sweetness of her temper, and the extraordinary endowments of her mind obtained the regard of all who knew her, and the warmest love of her intimate connections."(less)