We loved this book. Loved it, loved it. I checked it out of the library quite a few weeks ago, and it is long overdue. I've only read it to the girlsWe loved this book. Loved it, loved it. I checked it out of the library quite a few weeks ago, and it is long overdue. I've only read it to the girls twice though.
I asked Poppy (3) if she wanted to write her first review about the book with me, and she said, "YES!!!" Right after that, Liz told me she loved the book, and has read it with the kids a whole bunch of times - and that it's Gwennie's favorite book that we have from the library right now. I almost invited her along for the review, but she's down practicing piano.
Poppy: That's a lot. A lot a lotta writing, Daddy.
Dad: Hey, hold on, Poppy. Are you ready to start?
Dad: Did you like the book? Did you like the bicycle book?
(She was holding another book, and trying to tell me about it. I just handed her this one.)
This one. (Points to the bike on the cover.) She wanted this bicycle. And she wanted to (view spoiler)[give this bicycle (points to tricycle) to her brother. (hide spoiler)]
Poppy: Are we done?
Dad: Almost. How many stars do you think we should give it?
Poppy: We should give it a lot. A lot.
Dad: We should give it a lot?
Dad: We can give it one, two, three, four, or five.
Poppy: (Whispers loudly): I WANT FIVE!
Dad: You want five?
Dad: Do you want to say anything else?
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Eleanor and I are almost finished with Around the World in 80 Days, but last night Liz read this to her. This morning, she begged and begged me to reaEleanor and I are almost finished with Around the World in 80 Days, but last night Liz read this to her. This morning, she begged and begged me to read this so that she could write a review. (I'm pretty sure that means it'll get 5 stars...)
Eleanor: The whole book was my favorite part, I think... Because it was such a good book. Maybe the part where Lucy stuck her thumb in her mouth and made goo-goo eyes.
And I also liked it when Molly is the oldest, and the youngest... and when Daddy said she would get sticky finger prints on the books... And when he said she would lose puzzle pieces - even though she wouldn't. Her dad was just trying to make her seem more like the youngest.
Dad: So why did you want me to read this book so much? What made it so good? You don't give this much praise to every book you read...
El: What do you mean?
Dad: Your mom reads you a lot of books, right? Why don't you talk about them all like this? What makes this book so much different?
El: It's new. I've never read it before. It's only my 2nd time in my life reading this book, I think.
Dad: But your mom reads you a lot of new books, right? Why don't you talk about the other new books like this. What makes this book so special to you?
El: The characters and what they're doing. And what's going on in the story. I mean, usually it's just Pete the Cat... Or Barbie... Or Blues Clues... And I was kindof getting tired of those. Molly is so funny sometimes, and Lucy is so cute, and Tina is so grown-up.
Dad: Does this mean you don't like Pete the Cat anymore?
El: I do like Pete the Cat, but I might like this more... and I mean... we all have our own opinions. ...These are too tricky questions. These are really tricky questions, dad.
At first, I thought Molly in the Middle would be like Monkey in the Middle. I didn't think it would be as interesting as it is. And Gwen picked out this book, and she is the middle child... So it was like Molly in the middle... Gwen in the middle. Get it? So, I sort of like that in the book.
Dad: So, you liked making that connection to Gwen?
El: Yeah, and it was fun making a connection to my sister, because I don't get to do that very often.
OH! I just remembered something. I recommend this book to everybody - wildly. ...more
From the jacket: "Rust costs America more than $400 billion per year - more than all other natural disasters combined."
My dad told me about the EveretFrom the jacket: "Rust costs America more than $400 billion per year - more than all other natural disasters combined."
My dad told me about the Everett Dirksen quote. "Actually," dad said, "Dirksen said he was misquoted, but didn't say anything at the time because he liked it so much."
I'm pretty sure that $400 billion counts as real money.
Rust: The Longest War is exactly what it purports to be: a book about rust. The jacket goes on to say, "...In a thrilling drama of man versus nature..." While I won't fact-check the $400 billion claim, we may want to look into the "thrilling" claim.
I understand that I'm the one who picked the book up. And it was interesting - much of it. Parts of it dragged. But thrilling?
My favorite chapters were the ones on The Statue of Liberty, and canning.
I've been on the inside, and up to the crown. It's interesting in there. I hate to think that the condensation from my breath was contributing to the statue's demise, but what could I do? I had to breathe.
Besides, it's not like I was these guys spraying the thing with slime. ...Or, more realistically, blasting 40 tons of Arm & Hammer baking soda at it at 60 psi. (pg. 26)
Nothing lasts forever, I guess. I'm glad they got her to last a little longer. Hopefully, the comment thread on this review can take off in a discussion about the demise of liberty the virtue rather than liberty the statue. There has to be a metaphor in there somewhere, right?
I also enjoyed the chapter on canning. (Someone else out there who read the book is saying, "REALLY?!? Canning? THAT'S the other chapter you liked?"
Yeah. There was a lot I didn't know about cans. The coating on the inside of the can. The amount of engineering that went into making one... and making one cheap.
A guy at our book club who also read the book brought up the point: think about what it would take for you to make this. If you had to start from scratch, how much money would it cost you to produce one of these things?
That's an expensive can.
And to think of the number of cans produced: it's staggering. At Ball's plant in Golden, Colorado, "...Every day except Christmas and Thanksgiving, the plant spits out 6 million cans." Think about storing, shipping, filling. That's a lot of cans. It makes me think about how much we consume in general. (Not necessarily in a bad way, mind you. Just... ...you know... wow.)
I had never thought of cans as changing the flavor of whatever was canned, either. I'm so spoiled by cracking it open and having that wonderful Coke flavor taste wonderfully like Coke. I take it for granted.
Also, a little fact I didn't know: Ball State University is named after the Ball canning company. How did I not know this? I live in Indiana, for crying out loud.
(Side note: Here's a picture of the Five Ball Brothers:
I think Jonathan Waldman has a thing for mustaches. He use the word something like 30 times in the book. To be fair, it's understandable when describing these guys.)
Last, I have to mention LeVar Burton, Dan Dunmire and their quest to combat rust. So, Dunmire is the "Rust Czar." ...I think that's what they called him, right? He's saving us (the American tax-payer) tons and tons of money by getting our stuff to last longer. When contracts go out to the lowest bidder, they may not worry about how long it's going to last - just, does it look good right now? And will it get the job done for now?
That, of course is a problem. So, Dunmire addressed it.
The book talks about videos produced by Dunmire. I'm sure anybody who has read the book would like to check them out. Well, thank you internet. Here's a link to one.
I'm not sure that that's $300,000,000 well spent, but maybe Dunmire gets a free pass since he's saved us so much money elsewhere?
You know what they say though, "A billion here, a billion there... pretty soon it begins to add up to real money."
The book was interesting, and I'm glad I read it. Our country really needs to have a long talk about renewing our infrastructure. ...But we already knew that....more
Well... "Diagrams" might not fit for all 100. Also, "That Changed the World" doesn't fit for all 100. All in all, though: not a bad book.
This was theWell... "Diagrams" might not fit for all 100. Also, "That Changed the World" doesn't fit for all 100. All in all, though: not a bad book.
This was the first book of diagrams (or anything remotely like it) that we read for the Jordabecker Book Club. Fuzzy - the guy who picked it - is an artist, so he was (as usual) thinking outside the box.
...Wait a second... I can basically force you to check it out:
It was worth it. I know you feel the same way...
As for the book, there were a lot of interesting diagrams. A lot of the diagrams only loosely fit into the "diagram" category. I wouldn't have considered cave drawings(view spoiler)[ (hide spoiler)], or triple spirals (view spoiler)[ (hide spoiler)] "diagrams." ...But then, I'm hardly an expert.
I did learn quite a bit. For instance, I loved what I learned about the Voynich Manuscript, having co-invented a fairly accessible, yet difficult code with my college roommate. (We have yet to meet someone who could break the code. ...Though most people simply don't have the time for our nonsense.) So, even if the Voynich Manuscript isn't technically a diagram, nor did it change the world, I'm glad I read about it.
Mostly, I was pleased to find topics I teach. My students write in Cuneiform with play dough. Check it out. We talk about the Ancient Egyptians while writing in Cuneiform... Seriously, if they learn one thing from our curriculum, it's Cuneiform.
So I was taken by the Assyrians, and Phonecians, and Egyptians, and the... well, you get the point.
Kyle, another Jordabecker Book Clubber made the comment, I wish it would have been the 50 Diagrams That Changed the World, or maybe the 25... and that they would have gone in depth a little bit more for each one.
I probably agree. Although, then it might not be as good of a coffee-table book as it is. (Now, if I just need to get a coffee table.)["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>...more
Dad: So Eleanor, what did you think about the book?
Eleanor: I thought the book was awesome.
Dad: what do you think about the voice reviews?
E: I wouldDad: So Eleanor, what did you think about the book?
Eleanor: I thought the book was awesome.
Dad: what do you think about the voice reviews?
E: I would give the book 5 stars.
Dad: but what do you think about the voice reviews?
E: I think the voice reviews are amazing.
D: This book was on the shelf at piano. So we just read it while we were waiting for Gwen. We've been reading it for the past three or four weeks. Since we don't have a computer here, we are recording a review into the phone.
So, what did you think about the book tell me your favorite parts.
E: I my favorite parts were when the bulletin board fell on him and when Arthur pump him up.
And I also like it when he was put in the picture frame.
Dad: Anything else? Never mind. Dr. Mary's here. :)
I don't know what to make of this book. I loved it.
I find it odd that it won the Goodreads 2013 Readers Choice Award for best humor book. It was funnyI don't know what to make of this book. I loved it.
I find it odd that it won the Goodreads 2013 Readers Choice Award for best humor book. It was funny, but I don't know if I would put it in the humor section.
I get called late to the party, Alot. I didn't realize that Hyperbole and a Half was a blog before it was a book. Oh internet, we contain so much.
We latch on to different things in different books. There was just so much here.
Here's a thought: "Procrastination has become its own solution - a tool I can use to push myself so close to disaster that I become terrified and flee toward success." (pg. 46)
"...there's a huge difference between not giving a f*** and not being able to give a f***. Cognitively, you might know that different things are happening to you, but they don't feel very different." (pg. 124)
"I get a rush from encountering unexpectedly exceptional things. Even if I hate the thing, I still get a rush from discovering that it's exceptionally bad. I could be injured and bleeding, but if I were bleeding a surprising amount, I would feel sort of excited about it." (pg. 271)
"Unfortunately, I am not disciplined enough to maintain my behavior up to the standards of my ridiculously optimistic self-image, and I possess a great number of undesirable qualities, so it's a daily struggle to prevent myself from ruining my own fantasy." (pg. 330)
"The most basic level of maintaining my self-image is just holding myself back from acting on my impulses. I am constantly bombarded by bizarre, nonsensical urges, and if I didn't care about my identity, I would just do all of them." (pg. 330)
Yeah, the book was funny - I could insert myself (or others) into the numerous moral dilemmas which faced Brosh. (For instance, what do you do when you pick up a product... for the sake of argument, lets call it a banana... And lets say you walk away from the produce aisle, and realize you no longer want the banana... what do you do? Respond in the comments section...)
I keep typing stuff and deleting it. Does that happen to anybody else out there in the reader world?
I want to mention how the book was funny, but also dealt quite candidly with depression. It wasn't cold though. It was heart-felt and honest. Open. And fantastic. And there were other sections that weren't just humor, you know?
But I can't figure out how to get that into my review. ...I guess I'll never be a professional blogger turned professional author.
Edit: OH! Shout out! I should probably mention that this book was loaned to me by one of my 7th grade students. It's by FAR the best book a 7th grader has ever recommended to me. End Edit. ...more
I've been teaching a small social studies methods course. This story was assigned to us by one of the students in the class. We agreed to read it, eveI've been teaching a small social studies methods course. This story was assigned to us by one of the students in the class. We agreed to read it, even though it had already been read by literally half of the class.
I should add here that the class was composed of 2 students.
It was good. The goodreads file is obviously incorrect. It wasn't first published in 1990. I'm sure it's saying that it was first published by this publisher in 1990, but to me that seems misleading.
Lines like "One day the atom bomb will fix Earth. Then we'll be safe here." are a dead give-away that this is a piece of Cold War Sci-Fi. Indeed, it was first published as "The Naming of Names" in 1949.
I may read this with my students next year if we're allowed to have social studies and language arts back-to-back. (I'm pulling for this.)
It'd be a nice little addition to our unit on colonization. We could also address cultural assimilation, and refugees.
I didn't like certain sections of Bradbury's writing, though. Parts came across like he himself didn't know how he wanted to say what he wanted to say.
I can get away with that... I'm some random guy writing a rambling review online. ...He's Ray Bradbury.
A couple last thoughts: I read this from THIS LINK. It had some nice added materials which helped me pick up things I might have missed: the use of wind, water, and sun in the story.
I kept thinking of Gone With the Wind's "Red Earth of Tara" as well. That story too is of dramatic change. And Mars is the Red planet. The land is what they clung to. Also, Gone With the Wind was first published in 1936, and the movie premiered in 1939.
Could I not think of (if you know your history, this might give something away, so: (view spoiler)[Roanoke and Croatoan? ...Whatever happened to those guys? (hide spoiler)]
And, maybe I'm reading into this, but again, it was written in '49. Did it have anything to do with integration and segregation?
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At book club, a friend of mine told a story. He's a teacher, and he works in a very diverse school. He's white, but he's very sensitive to the racialAt book club, a friend of mine told a story. He's a teacher, and he works in a very diverse school. He's white, but he's very sensitive to the racial dynamics currently at play in The United States. Trayvon Martin. Michael Brown. Eric Garner.
He asked a colleague of his - a black teacher - born in Mississippi in the early 60s what she thought about what's happening.
He said, "Do you feel like, 'Oh no. Here we go again.'"
Her response was, "Not, 'here we go again,' more like 'will it ever end?'"
It's difficult for those of us who have never been oppressed - genuinely oppressed to put ourselves into the shoes of those who have lived through long-term, systematic oppression.
And sure, we can talk about progress - and the progress has been good. But I remind myself of a quote by Malcolm: "You don't stick a knife in a man's back nine inches and then pull it out six inches and say you're making progress ... No matter how much respect, no matter how much recognition, whites show towards me, as far as I am concerned, as long as it is not shown to everyone of our people in this country, it doesn't exist for me."
Above all, the book Freedom Summer did 2 things for me. It reminded me that the civil rights movement was expansive. And it reminded me that people can make a difference.
If you're up for it, take 30 seconds to close your eyes and list as many civil rights leaders as you can.
Now, I don't know if you were able to list 2 or a thousand. I bet I can list more than most people because I'm a social studies teacher, but as in many areas of my life I feel like there is so much I don't know.
I bet Dr. King and Rosa Parks made the list. Did anybody else? Maybe Malcolm X? Maybe Ralph Abernathy? Maybe John Lewis? Definitely Martin Luther King, Jr. Definitely Rosa Parks. Maybe you saw Drunk History, so you know about Claudette Colvin. Maybe Bob Moses? Probably MLK, and Rosa Parks.
Here's the point: a movement isn't made of one or two people. It's made of thousands and thousands of people risking something. (Now maybe you say they weren't all (the thousands and thousands) leaders, and that's a fair argument. But it was more than Dr. King and his SCLC. It was more than SNCC.
This book narrowed in and focused on one small portion of the Civil Rights Movement: Freedom Summer. The 1964 voter drive in Mississippi.
Sometimes it's crazy to think about how far we aren't removed from segregation. From the racist policies of our past. My mother (who happens to be fantastic) drank from segregated water-fountains. She went to a segregated school. ...I should probably interview her about this sometime.
I'm only 33. I'm not talking about my great-grandmother. I'm talking about my mom. The one who made me peanut-butter and jelly sandwiches and told me to go outside and play.
In 1964, an integrated group of people - mainly students - went into Mississippi to try to register African-Americans.
Suffice it to say, it was slow going.
They weren't well-received - at least, not by the establishment. The police were constantly harassing them. The Klan, with all it's klonfusing language klept after them. Burning klrosses in their yards, throwing Molotov Klocktails through the windows.
May I just interject here that I find that Klan language ridiculous? I realize this won't win me too many Klan friends, but I couldn't help but laugh at the parts that mentioned the Klaverns or the Klan Klongress and its Klonstitution. (Or whatever...)
Of course, this was a problem for the Northerns too. They'd gone down to help, and during training the volunteers were watching a CBS documentary on Mississippi disenfranchising black voters.
"...Volunteers seethed or sat disgusted. But then the camera fell on a hideously fat man in a white shirt and horn-rimmed glasses. Laughter rippled through the auditorium. SNCC staffers fumed. This was no comical stereotype. This was Theron Lynd, registrar in Forrest County, who had never registered a Negro until hit by a lawsuit. The audience quieted as a black man onscreen told of a shotgun fired into his home, wounding two little girls, but when his wife came on in a funny hat, some giggled. Several SNCCs stormed out. When the documentary ended, another jumped onstage. "You should be ashamed! You could laugh at that film."
We don't get it. We hear words like Klongress and laugh at the ridiculousness of Klanspeak. Klanguage. Whatklever.
But we forget that these are real people. Who lynch real people. Who sit around laughing as they're being tried for murder - knowing there's no way in hell they're going to be convicted. They're white. Protecting white civilization.
Here's a picture, mentioned towards the end of the book - in reference to that last paragraph:
The SNCCs were right. We should be ashamed for laughing. (By the way, if you clicked on the Claudette Colvin drunk history link above, the same point is made... that Klanspeak is ridiculous... but really, maybe I shouldn't be laughing at that joke.)
Slight aside, I had some students using Ebola as a joke in class the other day, and a third student flipped out on them. (I'm pretty sure they'd seen it on Family Guy or South Park or something.) But this other student just eviscerated them for laughing at something that is literally destroying people's lives. At their insensitivity. At their immaturity.
It was good for me to read this book. To see that individual people can change things. They have to give up their comforts, but it can be done.
It was good to see add another layer to what I know. To more fully explore the depth of the Civil Rights movement. To learn the names Fannie Lou Hamer and Bob Moses.
I want to go up to my friend's teacher-friend and tell her, "YES. It will end. And I'm going to help end it." I'm only one person, but then, so is everybody else.
Ok, goodread friends: before you write me off entirely, I just want you to know that I was forced into this review. Eleanor's been begging me to readOk, goodread friends: before you write me off entirely, I just want you to know that I was forced into this review. Eleanor's been begging me to read this book, and to review it.
...I have to get her her own account.
Currently, Gwennie is playing with a plastic Doc McStuffin's syringe, and bouncing it over half a Mr. Potato-Head and Strawberry Short-Cake. Poppy is sitting on my lap, sucking her thumb, with "washable" marker all over her arms. Eleanor is flipping through an old photo album, counting the pages.
Gwennie: Now we're never going to get him! OK! LET'S GO! (Picks up a pen and brown crayon) BEASTLY! What are you doing here?!?! NO HEART! One, two, three... I'm going to hold on to you. (The syringe makes squeeking, scratching noises as it hops to Mr. Potato-Head...)
Dad: Are you guys ready?
Eleanor: Oh! I didn't know we were starting the review.
Gwennie: MR. POTATO-HEAD! I'm going to get the Kitty.
Poppy: (Picks up "toys" Gwennie left.)
Dad: Yeah, lets get going.
Eleanor: But Gwennie's seeing the cat.
Dad: But you're the one who told me we HAVE to review this book. So lets go. Gwennie's back. What did you think? What did you think of the book?
Eleanor: I think it was GREAT I liked it when the giant climbed up the stairs.
Gwennie: I liked lots of parts, but the part I liked was when kids asked if they could have a story. And they said, "please, please" and their parents said no. And I liked it when the kids got under a tent and made their own story. AND!!! And I liked it when the kids were on the unicorn! AND AND AND!!! I liked it when the mom brought the bedtime snack. I'd like to have a bedtime snack in bed sometime.
Eleanor: ME TOO! I'd like cinnamon-toast for my bedtime snack sometime.
Gwennie: I'd like BUTTER-toast for my bedtime snack! (Looking at the screen while I type) HEY! You said my name. In the review. You said my name. And there's Eleanor's name!
Eleanor: Why didn't you say Poppy's name?
Gwen: Where's Poppy's name?
Dad: Poppy hasn't said anything. (She has left and is playing on the floor with the cat.)
Gwennie: (Leaves to Poppy, whispers): Poppy! Say something! Poppy! Say something.
Eleanor: Explain that Beastly is from Carebears. Daddy. And that I love that Bitty Twins book. Tell Diana that when I like a book, I name my babies from the book. Tell her that I like the book that much. That I'm naming babies because of this book... they're in my tummy right now. Also, tell her that Beastly is from the Carebears and not from this book.
Dad: (Side note: This book was a present to Eleanor from my wife's friend Diana.) Did you guys even say thank you to Diana yet?
Eleanor: Oh! Maybe we could say thank you in the review? Thank you Diana! Maybe we could say thank you in a letter too.
Dad: Did you want to tell me how many stars to give it?
Eleanor: OH! LETS GIVE IT 5! 5! 5! 5!
Gwennie: FIIIIIIVE! Poppy say 5 too!
Eleanor: Because it was AMAZING!
Gwennie: It was FANTASTIC! It was better than fantastic.
Eleanor: We loved it. And we can't stop saying that we love it.
If you've never imaged searched "Roosevelt Meme" or "Teddy Roosevelt Meme" you should. It's hilarious.
Roosevelt, as you've probably gathered, was toug
If you've never imaged searched "Roosevelt Meme" or "Teddy Roosevelt Meme" you should. It's hilarious.
Roosevelt, as you've probably gathered, was tough as nails. ...If the nails were made of something much tougher than what nails are currently made of.
If you want to look at someone who "lived" life, yeah... just yea. I often hear that we shouldn't invest in things, we should invest in experiences. Roosevelt must have heard that too.
I can only imagine what my wife would say if I said, "Buck up honey, the war doesn't look so bad. I've got 2 in 3 chances of surviving it."
African safaris. Starting a war in Columbia. (I can attribute that to him, right? Historians, back me up on this...)
And he had his share of heart-aches. He lost his mother and wife within 24 hours. (Those are two separate people. Don't get thrown just because Eleanor was his cousin and niece... and was the same person.)
This book doesn't really deal with all that, though it's nice as a back-drop.
This book deals with a relatively small portion of Roosevelt's life. It's a segment that would probably be the defining moment in any of our lives, but came after Roosevelt's life had already been defined.
Roosevelt (as always) was ambitious. Instead of taking a "safe" trip down a known river, he decided (after plans had been made) to take a trip down an uncharted river - The River of Doubt.
The book was fun to read with a smart phone beside me, because although I love the feel of an actual book in my hand, I wanted to look up everything that could kill the members of this voyage. There was a lot.
In fact, this review was very nearly pictures of everything I looked up. The fish, the frogs, the monkeys, the fish, the plants, the arrows, the fish, the crappy boats, the rapids, the bugs, the fish, the falls, the native inhabitants, did I mention there's a fish that swims up (and drives spikes into) your pee hole? ...Yeah... I said it. ...So did the book. There was a lot of fascinating stuff to look up.
Four people to mention other than Roosevelt:
Father Zahm: Really? There's a hall at Notre Dame named after this guy? And the students who live there go by the "Zahm Hall Zahmbies?" Do they know what a tool this guy was? Probably not. And maybe he was actually a better person than this book made him out to be... But to ask to be carried by the indigenous peoples of South America because "they were made for that sort of thing?" ...? I believe that quote's accurate. Feel free to look it up for the exact wording. I couldn't tell you anything about the guy my dorm was named after. So, Zahmbies, I guess we're even.
Fiala: My take is this guy gets a bad rap. Every time the author Millard bashes him, she follows it up with, "yet, if they had taken his advice, the catastrophe may have been averted" or something of the sort. For instance, he was right to pack the light weight kayaks that the team decided not to take along. And who knows what he planned to do with the other stuff? Maybe give it as gifts? I wish we could have heard his side of the story.
Kermit: I'm not quite sure why TR named his son after a frog. I'd like to speak more about this, but I don't want to spoil anything in the book.
Rondon: By far, the best guy in the book. By far. I wish there were more memes about him. I made some, although the first one is admittedly unfair to Roosevelt:
This one's fair though,
*Shout out to Dan: Thanks for hosting, and thanks for the authentic Brazillian fare. I love being able to experience new things. If I had to, I'd say that if the experiences Roosevelt had were a 10, this puts mine at about a 7....more