John Steinbeck’s “Of Mice and Men.”

The first novel I read by John Steinbeck was “The Grapes of Wrath” on an airplane from New York to Los Angeles. That was over thirty-five years ago and until today I have not read another one of his books. I can honestly say that I don’t remember if I liked or disliked that novel, but what I can say with certainty is that Steinbeck’s “Of Mice and Men,” is undoubtedly a real classic and, in my opinion, lives up to its reputation. It is absolutely a lovely and touching book and it once again proves that great literature comes in all lengths and sizes.