Literary Lifelines: Books that got me through

I started this post last November in a hospital room, while I was waiting for the discharge papers for my father. The good news was, as things go, it wasn’t so bad. Certainly, when I think back to other days and nights in other hospitals and ER waiting rooms, this one had been a piece of cake. A comparatively minor infection, a few days of IV antibiotics and my 92-year-old father was back with me.

But then a few more health setbacks and “surprises” (not the kind one wants, either!) occurred wi...