tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6000858382516594426.post7094872417813858744..comments2023-10-06T08:10:05.853-04:00Comments on Necromancy Never Pays: Reading To Learn to LoveJeannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01374498643286099244noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6000858382516594426.post-8033712483853994392008-10-03T13:40:00.000-04:002008-10-03T13:40:00.000-04:00I love how you have articulated my thoughts about ...I love how you have articulated my thoughts about The No. 1 Ladies Detective Agency, which I read a few years ago and liked but hadn't really considered why. Having grown up in a small-town atmosphere and being known as "the second Dunn girl" or more often "Cynthia's youngest," I know the comforts of that life but also the challenges. (Note that I moved away 30 years ago and haven't returned, except for short visits.) The quiet lub-lub of small town/rural life is so different from the constant hum of the busy urban scene. Thanks for recommending the latest in this series. I'll have to track down the others and read them first.<BR/>I laughed aloud at the comment about bank robbers being scared away by the threat of telling their mothers. In our small town, a young local man walked into the tiny branch of the bank and demanded money, which the tellers handed over. He sped away. The tellers called the police, told them the name of the thief, the kind of car his was driving (and probably who his parents were). The robber was quickly apprehended, tried, convicted and served prison time. Upon his release, he returned to the bank and announced, "You know who I am, and you know why I'm here," whereupon he robbed the bank again, with the same results.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com