Asking for Books

For my 30th birthday, I asked my parents for their favorite books. They chose two each, and over lunch at the Olive Garden, shared the stories behind their choices—when and how they first came to read them, what they love so much about them.

Combined, these 4 books span 3000 pages, 106 publishing years, and decades of two readers’ lives. They are my parents’ favorite books. They are pieces of my parents. I am pieces of my parents.

I’m keeping the titles close, but I want to pass on the idea, because I’m so glad we did it. Days like this are too few, when we really share ourselves with each other. Maybe we just need to ask more often.


photo by Al Janicek


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