Memorials Books

Overlooking the English village of Church Norton is a leaping horse carved into the hillside many centuries ago. That ancient steed has been the silent observer of the human condition.

In the 1850s, Harry Latimer falls in love with his brother's wife Rachel. A cavalry officer, he sets off for some forsaken place in the Crimea to insure the sun never sets on the English Empire.

In the 1960s, Wyoming resident Spencer returns to England where he fought during World War II. Spencer needs closure to the greatest moments of his life when he gave his heart and soul to Janet.

Singer Stella Carlyle reflects on her life that is marked in her mind by a series of failures. She wonders about her failing music career and even worse her relationship with a married man that is going nowhere.

The Horse and other steeds link these three novellas, but outside of that and locale they have little in common. Though well written, the book is an apparent parable of life using birth, death and rebirth of horses to symbolize mortality. However, the plots seem disjointed and over blown so that except for horse lovers and Sarah Harrison's faithful fans, most readers will find the tales too difficult to connect with on any level.

Harriet Klausner

In Graywolf's Hands is a fast read. I'm a romantic and I love reading short romance stories. So I picked the book up while shopping the other day. I read it last night. I found the characters to be pretty much the usual, he's a doctor, she's an FBI agent. But you have to allow for the fact that these people are the people who make interesting reading. I enjoyed the jabbing and wit displayed in the the author's selected dialogue for her two main characters. I think dialogue is a very important part of getting the story across. In writing a quick read book, it's a must. The story moved along at a nice flow, keeping me interested and wondering what next? So why didn't I give it a higher rating? I think it's because Graywolf and Special Agent Wakefield jumped into the sex scene too soon. Let's face it, only a couple of days had passed, if that, and here they were; having drinks, going to his apartment and having wild sex on the floor. Too quick, I think. Aside from that, I did like the story, but found several flaws that a good editor would have picked up immediately. Perhaps this took my attention too. Just one mistaken word can change the structure of a whole sentence, like chance or change, and once I read it and start thinking about the word, then I lose track. Otherwise, I'll have to admit I enjoyed Ferrarella's book. I'll read some more of her work when I run across it again.

A little too dry and academic to be called gripping, it is still an interesting read about one of the great monuments and a building that has become part of the nations psyche. Also for a book on the design and creation of the memorial, I thought it was lacking in pictures documenting the building of the actual memorial. It has some, but I was hoping for more.

This book is about Lucy Terry Prince, it tells about her life growing up and also about her life when she gets older to marry Abijah Prince. This book explains her great poetry and "Bars Fight" after an Indian ambush. Also it talks about her great ability to public speak. If you are interested in the life of a yound black slave who is freed and decides to make a difference in this world, this is the book for you.

From the back cover: Dr. Peter Sullivan might be the only one who could save Raven Songbird's little brother, but who was going to ease the widowed neurosurgeon's secret sorrow? Raven figured she was more than up for the job. The barefoot, black-haired beauty was a healer in sprite's clothing. Like a passionate force of nature, Raven swept into Peter's life, taking him by surprise and making the dazzled doctor long to believe in miracles again. He quickly learned that with this remarkable woman, anything was possible, including a brand-new family to call his own because of his inability to get personally involved in his cases.

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I thoroughly enjoyed this fast-reading, life-affirming story. Peter had closed himself off from life after losing his wife and daughter in a car accident. He insulated himself from feeling emotions of any kind, especially love and joy, and muddled through his days focused on his work. He was a brilliant, highly skilled neurosurgeon, but his bedside manner was severely lacking.

Peter's newest patient, Blue Songbird, was a sweet and mature-beyond-his-years child. Along with his bewitching sister Raven, he slowly chipped away at Peter's stoic facade, and showed him how to care about love and life again. She was a vivacious and colorful woman, with a refreshingly positive attitude, despite losing both of her parents in an accident, and having to take over guardianship of her young brother and management of their company at the tender age of 22. Although she and Peter had the shared experience of deep loss and much responsibility on their tired shoulders, they bore their burdens with different outlooks, and were able to heal each other's wounded spirits.

Yes, the story was predictable and somewhat unrealistic (Raven's pursuit of the doctor was borderline stalking!), however it was meant to be an easy-reading, feel-good escapist story, and fulfilled that goal very well.

Winning the Memorial cup is probabally he most difficult trophy to win. You must win the playoffs of your own league and then
qualify for an eentual sudden death game to win the cup. If in the last game you meet a hot goaler you have no second chance.
This book takes us back to 1919 and proceeds in great detail
all the major events and games leading up to and including the championship games. It lists the rosters of all winners which
is great for a lot of the winners who for different reasons did not go on to play pro hockey or were never again part of a winning team. It should provoke discussions about who the greatest junior team of all time was or for some deciding the best in different eras. My personal choice is the 1969 Montreal
junior Canadiens led by Gilbert Perreault,Marc Tardif, Richard Martin and Andre Dupont followed closely by the 1964 Torontoi Marlboros led by Mike Walton , Wayne Carleton, Peter Stemkowski
Gary Dineen, Ron Ellis. The Marlboros DID lose one game in the eastern finals . In the book on page 129 the authors state that
the marlies swept N.D.G.and went undefeated throughout the Memorial Cup playoffs. In fact the N.D.G. team coached by the legendary Sotty Bowman beat the Marlies 6-4 at the Montreal
Forum in what probabally was one of the biggest upsets as well as being one of the greateest coaching jobs by Bowman which has
gone nearly undocumented. I'd love to hear from him on the subject.

Regards

Claude Rioux

The strongest part of this book is its listing of events (p. 17-on) and the full texts of important speeches, as by Cardinal Glemp (p. 207-on). We also read how Glemp made reference to Jews having access to the media (p. 224). He did NOT say that Jews control the media.

Unfortunately, the authors generally make no attempt to evaluate the arguments presented for their coherence or rationality. We repeatedly read that the convent raised concerns about the Holocaust becoming forgotten, Christianized, or Polonized. Considering the mountains of Judeocentric Holocaust materials throughout the media and libraries of the west, far exceeding those on all other genocides put together, how can this concern be anything other than irrational, or a smokescreen?

If the cross and the convent had been super-skyscraper size, one might appreciate the contention about them giving an unmistakably Christian "shadow" to the entire Auschwitz-Birkenau complex. But, since these structures cannot even be SEEN from Birkenau, by far the main Jewish-killing site, located 4 miles away, how can anyone take such contentions seriously?

There is an undercurrent of thinking which justifies Jewish opposition to the convent on the basis of the premise that Jews are more or less entitled to an everlasting grudge against Christianity because of such things as past persecutions of Jews. But, considering the fact that no religion has cornered the market on either tolerance or bigotry, isn't this grudge, and its manifestation, itself a form of bigotry?

Furthermore, this book has a heavy blame-Christianity-for-the-Holocaust theme. It has even been argued that the Holocaust couldn't have happened without Christianity, and that there was an inverse relationship between the piety of the local Christian population and the number of Jews saved (pp. 85-86). What ridiculous non sequiturs! Genocides have occurred in lands having minimal Christian influence. And remember Haman's genocide? Oops, you can't blame that on Christianity, which came centuries later. The secularized nations of NW Europe happened to have small, assimilated Jewish populations, which were relatively easy to hide or disguise as gentiles. Besides, the German occupations of those nations were far less intensive than those of Eastern Europe.

Completely lost on all of the authors in this volume is the fact that Nazism was a pan-German, racist ideology which developed, not when Christianity enjoyed considerable political power, but in this age of the modern secular state. And Hitler's decision to exterminate the Jews was based on his belief that "international Jewry" had "caused the war", and had nothing to do with traditional Christian teaching about Jews. Finally, unmentioned in this book is the fact that traditional Judaic teachings about Jesus Christ and Christianity were at least as ugly as the reverse.

We read that: Kolbe had been an anti-Semite (p. 20), the 4-million victim figure had been invented to hide the Jewishness of most of the victims (pp. 251-252), and Polish authorities failed to differentiate between Polish and Jewish victims (p. 7, 59). All the foregoing premises are false (see Peczkis Listmania on Auschwitz).

To maintain and justify Judeo-supremacy at Auschwitz and elsewhere, the "all Jews, but not all Poles, were slated for extermination" argument is repeated (e. g., p. 60). To begin with, it is disingenuous, as the Germans were not in a position to kill substantially more Poles than they did for various practical reasons (see the Peczkis Listmania: Forgotten Holocaust...). Not all accessible Jews were victims. Finland's (Germany's ally) Jews were never molested, and thousands of full-blooded German Jews were re-labeled Aryans and deliberately spared (the schutzjuden). Nor is it true that, whereas Poles could sometimes be released from Nazi captivity, Jews never could (p. 43). For instance, about 1,700 Jews were freed by the Kastner-Eichmann deal alone.

Robert Brown (p. 192) condemns Glemp for, in his words, endorsing the notion that Jews feel superior to other peoples. But consider the following: If any OTHER ethno-religious group went to a place of multi-religious deaths and started to dictate what can and cannot be displayed, it would, at very least, be soundly repudiated for its arrogance and chauvinism.

great rip murals,the pics are well taken and very professional.most of the pics even have the sad story as to why the murals was created.very sad but its the life of the streets.a good buy worth the cash

This is a 1973 discography of all of Caruso's recorded work. Be warned however it is somewhat outdated now. Author John Bolig did an update of this book in 2002. I have not seen that book, but I assume it makes corrections on the original. Also note that this book is purely a list of records, with only a brief written introduction.

I'm probably partial because I wrote this book but there's some helpful information in it about interesting places to see in New Mexico. And NO, the book is not about death and dying. Enjoy!