…and other years. (I don’t like to have to skip a line between each paragraph.)
I am reading Andre Maurois’ biography of Disraeli. I had some extra time in town a few days ago and stopped by the Joslyn Senior Center to browse their library. I tried to do it with my hands behind my back, because I do not need any more books, but I remembered that history is one of the weaker areas in my education, so the Disraeli title attracted me. Just a bit of browsing in the Preface and Introduction convinced me that I needed to read the book, so I paid my 25 cents and brought home the literary treasure.
I am not going out tonight. I am very happy at home, but now I need to do a bit of supper. Maybe I will be back.