Today would have been my mother's 90th birthday. Sarah Andrew Ohaver showed me how to love reading and writing proving that such a love is caught not taught. She married on November 30, 1946. She was 4' 11 1/2" tall and weighed 87 pounds on her wedding day. She loved her family and friends with utter abandon. She's the reason I began writing my book lists. They started as lists of books for her to read during chemotherapy. After her friends asked for copies, I began making them public. Mom would be very happy to see others enjoying them. She loved mysteries and "good" fiction. Categories
- 500 Miles from You
- A Winter Grave
- After Annie
- All the Colors of the Dark
- Ann Napolitano
- Book Club
- Broken Fields
- Chinese Carryout
- Dessert
- Diet Coke and Gummi Bears
- Fiction
- Five Stars
- Float Up Sing Down
- Girl Gone Missing
- Go as a River
- Gourmet
- Grandma's Pot Roast
- Grits
- Guide Me Home
- Heartwood
- Here One Moment
- Historical Fiction
- James
- love & Saffron
- Maureen
- Miss Morgan’s Book Brigade
- Mrs. Oliver’s Twist
- Murder on the Red River
- Musings
- Mysteries and Thrillers
- Nonfiction
- Over Cooked
- Peanut Butter and Jelly
- Pigeon Pie
- Road Food
- Sandwich
- Signal Fires
- Sinister Graves
- Slow Dance
- Soul Food
- Spirit Crossing
- Super Nutrition
- Sushi
- Sweet Bean Paste
- Tapas
- Tell Me Everything
- The Frozen River
- The Hazelbourne Motorcycle and Flying Club
- The Light Eaters
- The Light Pirate
- The Lost House
- The Measure
- The Music of Bees
- The Underground Library
- The Wealth of Shadows
- The White Lady
- Wandering Stars
Thursday, January 12, 2012
Sarah Andrew Ohaver
Today would have been my mother's 90th birthday. Sarah Andrew Ohaver showed me how to love reading and writing proving that such a love is caught not taught. She married on November 30, 1946. She was 4' 11 1/2" tall and weighed 87 pounds on her wedding day. She loved her family and friends with utter abandon. She's the reason I began writing my book lists. They started as lists of books for her to read during chemotherapy. After her friends asked for copies, I began making them public. Mom would be very happy to see others enjoying them. She loved mysteries and "good" fiction.
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