A Christmas Memory PDF/EPUB ↠ A Christmas ePUB

A Christmas Memory PDF/EPUB ↠ A Christmas ePUB


A Christmas Memory [Epub] ➝ A Christmas Memory ➢ Truman Capote – Capitalsoftworks.co.uk First published in , this much sought after autobiographical recollection of Truman Capote s rural Alabama boyhood has become a modern day classic We are proud to be reprinting this warm and delicatel First published in , this much sought after autobiographical recollection of Truman Capote s rural Alabama boyhood has A Christmas ePUB ´ become a modern day classic We are proud to be reprinting this warm and delicately illustrated edition of A Christmas Memory a tiny gem of a holiday story School Library Journal, starred review Seven year old Buddy inaugurates the Christmas season by crying out to his cousin, Miss Sook Falk It s fruitcake weather Thus begins an unforgettable portrait of an odd but enduring friendship between two innocent souls one young and one old and the memories they share of beloved holiday rituals.


10 thoughts on “A Christmas Memory

  1. Julie Julie says:

    A Christmas Memory by Truman Capote is a 1956 publication Lovely Christmas tale filled with humor and warm fondness Every year one of my friends on social media will write a review for this story, reminding me, once again, that I STILL haven t read it By the time I make it to the library, the hold time for this popular classic goes well beyond the Christmas holidays so I put it off for another year This year I got lucky and found a collection of short stories by Truman Capote, which also ha A Christmas Memory by Truman Capote is a 1956 publication Lovely Christmas tale filled with humor and warm fondness Every year one of my friends on social media will write a review for this story, reminding me, once again, that I STILL haven t read it By the time I make it to the library, the hold time for this popular classic goes well beyond the Christmas holidays so I put it off for another year This year I got lucky and found a collection of short stories by Truman Capote, which also had the Thanksgiving story in it, which I d been meaning to read forever, as well Although, I think I read them out of order I was thankful I finally got a chance to read these lovely holiday stories This is a super quick read, but the love that leaps from the pages is powerful and very touching I m not a fan of fruitcake, but I do remember my grandmother made several fruitcakes for Christmas every year and often gave them as gifts so the book brought back a few fond memories of my own Capote s autobiographical tale is humorous and heartfelt, and of course we all know he had a real knack for weaving a tale even a short one If you haven t read this book, I highly recommend it It s a story anyone of any age can enjoy, but the older one gets, themeaningful stories like this one are No wonder this book is considered a holiday classic


  2. Angela M Angela M says:

    I never liked fruitcake, but after reading this beautifully written story, I love the idea of fruitcake I love that it represents love and caring and the spirit of giving and tradition My childhood Christmas memories are nothing like Truman Capote s, but after I read this I couldn t help but think of all of the Christmas Eves at my grandparents house with so many cousins and aunts and uncles My mother was one of ten children so there was a crowd of us My father and my uncles sitting at card I never liked fruitcake, but after reading this beautifully written story, I love the idea of fruitcake I love that it represents love and caring and the spirit of giving and tradition My childhood Christmas memories are nothing like Truman Capote s, but after I read this I couldn t help but think of all of the Christmas Eves at my grandparents house with so many cousins and aunts and uncles My mother was one of ten children so there was a crowd of us My father and my uncles sitting at card tables playing pinochle and my mother and aunts and my grandmother in the kitchen My grandfather drinking a tall glass of his own homemade wine sitting there with his legs crossed, smiling Meanwhile all of us grandchildren sat at a long table playing bingo There were so many of us that we never had enough bingo chips Anyone from an Italian family knows what lupine beans are We had to use the skins, of course after we ate the salty bean inside as chips I know I m digressing, but I imagine if you read this lovely story, it will stir your own memories of your childhood Christmases


  3. Candi Candi says:

    Oh my, it s fruitcake weather This has to be one of the sweetest, most nostalgic of little stories I ve ever read I loved it Seven year old Buddy and sixty something Miss Sook are distant cousins and best friends They share a house with one another, along with various other relatives, and have a precious bond due to the fact that Miss Sook, despite her age, is like a child herself This story recounts one of Capote s Christmas childhood memories of this unlikely friendship Surely, we all hOh my, it s fruitcake weather This has to be one of the sweetest, most nostalgic of little stories I ve ever read I loved it Seven year old Buddy and sixty something Miss Sook are distant cousins and best friends They share a house with one another, along with various other relatives, and have a precious bond due to the fact that Miss Sook, despite her age, is like a child herself This story recounts one of Capote s Christmas childhood memories of this unlikely friendship Surely, we all have a memory or two of holidays long gone that seem to endurethan others Perhaps a certain tradition that we hold dear to our hearts is recollected when we catch a glimpse of something familiar, or hear a certain song, or maybe even smell a particular aroma of a savory or sweet treat baking in an oven Buddy s special Christmas memory captures the pleasure of preparing fruitcakes with Miss Sook, creating homemade gifts for one another, and sharing the companionship of a beloved dog What I delighted in most about A Christmas Memory is that Capote tells the story in such a way that I feel like I ve been there, done that although I ve never in my life baked a fruitcake I don t even like fruitcake perhaps because I ve never tasted one made with such love and just the right whiskey, to boot I might even go so far as to make one myself or not In any case, I highly recommend this little treasure to anyone that loves to reminisce about the good old days I will make the reading of this short story an annual tradition in my house A new 5 star favorite


  4. Lawyer Lawyer says:

    Capote s Holiday Memoirs The Whispers of Memory Truman Capote s The Thanksgiving Visitor was chosen as a Moderator s Choice by Laura Webber, The Tall Woman, as a read for the group On the Southern Literary Trail for November, 2014These reflections have been written over the course of nearly three years After my wife read these thoughts, she pointed out the importance of marking the time of thoughts in connection with the events of our lives December 24, 2011Perhaps I should say this is not so Capote s Holiday Memoirs The Whispers of Memory Truman Capote s The Thanksgiving Visitor was chosen as a Moderator s Choice by Laura Webber, The Tall Woman, as a read for the group On the Southern Literary Trail for November, 2014These reflections have been written over the course of nearly three years After my wife read these thoughts, she pointed out the importance of marking the time of thoughts in connection with the events of our lives December 24, 2011Perhaps I should say this is not so much the review of a book, but the response A Christmas Memory still draws from me each year when I read it Perhaps it is just a simple statement of the preciousness of memory and the gift it brings us to keep things alive within us, though those things have been gone from us for many years.Things Toys, books, friends, parents, lovers, spouses, children What would we do without the gift of memory How would we survive Without it, we would be nothing but empty shells mindlessly living in the moment.On an old revolving bookcase in my library are some of my favorite books Faulkner and Fitzgerald, Hemingway and Steinbeck fill the little shelves that turn easily at the push of a finger Eudora Welty is there, as is Flannery O Conner, Carson McCullers and Thomas Wolfe My beloved To Kill a Mockingbird rests underneath a miniature of the old Monroeville courthouse on a shelf up on the wall overlooking the little bookcase that holds the treasures of my imagination I glance up at it and back down to the little case that spins so easily There is Erskine Caldwell And there is Truman Capote There is a copy of the complete short stories of the little man who spent his summers with Harper Lee in Monroeville when they were children Normally two slender volumes stand next to the Capote short stories They are slipcased editions of The Thanksgiving Visitor and a Christmas Memory I have taken them to the bedside table because it is time to read them onceThe Holidays have begun Thanksgiving has come and gone I could re shelve The Thanksgiving Visitor, but I never do until I have read A Christmas Memory onceRemembrance of Things Past They are a matched set inways than one The Thanksgiving Visitor is in a blue slipcase, A Christmas Memory is in red Each has a photograph of a very young Truman Capote and his best childhood friend, Aunt Sook, tipped onto the case The books slide easily from their cases for I have read them so many times Each is a testament to the art of making books one does not often find any The gold titles still gleam along the spines Each page is on paper so thick I can feel the rag content between my fingers There is still the faint smell of the typesetter s ink Or is it only my imagination Does it matter The dark green endpapers turn stiffly at the insistence of my finger, reminding me something special is inside And in each of them is the spidery Spenserian handwriting of my grandmother, Xmas 1980, Ammomie and Papa Evidence of love surrounds us It is that inscription that urges me to take these little books out each year For in addition to the joy and simple kindness of Capote s holiday memories are the memories of my own Thanksgivings and Christmases, some joyous and some not, especially those holidays without my grandparents, both of whom have been gone now over twenty years Yet I still long for their presence, I find them with meoften now because of the gift of memories, especially the sweetest ones But reading these little stories, seeing my grandmother s little inscription, bring my grandparents back to me in ways I could not have without the weight of these books in my hand They are the physical ties that bind us together no matter how many years we may be apart, no matter how many years it may be before we hopefully are together again, or not Who is to say Who knows I certainly don t So it is Christmas Eve onceTonight I will read A Christmas Memory I have lost count of the times I have read it Today my mother s kitchen will be redolent with the aromas of Roast Turkey, buttermilk pie, sweet potato souffle and sweet bourbon corn pudding The cornbread dressing will be steaming and the giblet gravy will be hot and succulent I will share the table today with my wife and mother I will be thankful for home and family and the memory of those I love who will not be sharing our table today, whether separated by simple miles or death itself I will raise a toast to each of those dear to me and I will feel their presence around the table because of two little books given to me one Christmas morningthan thirty years ago.Though there will be no fruitcake at our table, I will delight in Sook s excited call to Buddy It s Fruitcake Weather I have walked the streets of Monroeville, Alabama, many times There is little sign of Truman Capote or Nelle Harper Lee in that town, other than the old Courthouse, now a museum Truman Capote s childhood summer and Christmas home is a vacant lot Ms Lee s home, if my geography is right, is occupied by something akin to a Dairy Queen, though some owner long past decided the name recognition was not worth the franchise price to have it Whether you celebrate Christmas, Kwanzaa, Hanukkah, or nothing at all, I wish each of you the best of memories for the coming day To Life Mike Addendum December 24, 2013The Christmas dinner described above was the last my wife and I shared with my Mother We were fortunate to have her with us through Thanksgiving and Christmas Our homes were two doors apart My wife and I moved into her home to be her caregivers Mother died February 1, 2012 I am fortunate to have a number of books given to me by her through the years I am mindful of the poet W.S Merwin who told us, What you remember saves you Yes, it does Another Thanksgiving, Evening, November 22, 2014Tomorrow, my wife Martha Jo and I begin our Thanksgiving trip to Wilmington, North Carolina Waiting for us there will be MJ s brother, Bill, whom MJ once hit over the head with a cast iron skillet because he insisted on watching Bonanza when she wanted to watch Lucy His wife, Anne, will be producer and director of all activities She was not the former Postmistress of Killingsworth, Connecticut, for nothing Bill commonly tells people he is also from Connecticut However the most important person in Wilmington we will see is Zola Mae Boston, MJ and Bill s mother Zola Mae is ninety five years young She is from Dallas, Texas, as is MJ, and, of course, Bill Although Bill is quite adroit in addressing anyone in a clipped Connecticut accent, when he tells anyone in Zola Mae s presence he is from Connecticut, she corrects him Why, Bill Boston, you re not from Connecticut You re from Dallas, Texas I ought to know I was there when you were born I rather enjoy seeing a Texan denying his heritage chastened chuckle So it is not that I am without family I am embraced by them, particularly Zola Mae who loves how I say Alabama That our accents are not that different has not occurred to her The Thanksgiving Visitor and A Christmas Memory have both been carried to Wilmington Holiday dinners there are not small affairs Friends and neighbors fill the house Extra tables and chairs are brought in Each couple, group, single, brings a dish.Following dinner, I have read each of Capote s memoirs aloud in character And these stories have become part of the memories of many others over two previous holiday seasons I can do it straight And, yes, I can channel Capote, which rather unnerves even me.This year these little books grow evenspecial to me as I read the comments of The Trail members while they experience Capote s stories One mother is reading The Thanksgiving Visitor to her ten year old daughter She s a smart child She likes Buddy s friend and says the narrator is good Now there s another child who will have some special memories of her own.In all our lives we have memories both bitter and sweet Nobody said it better than Robert Frost In three words I can sum up everything I ve learned about life it goes on Happy Thanksgiving Should you not have occasion to celebrate that holiday, simply find a reason to remember it Each day is a gift


  5. Dem Dem says:

    My thanks to my goodfriend s who read and reviewed this book so beautifully and in doing so brought me back 40 years to Christmas of years ago when neighbours and older people impacted so much on my childhood I too as a child growing up in a house of boys had a lovely old lady who lived next door and to whose house I escaped when I wanted to be pampered and spoiled, a lady who impacted so much on my childhood and from who I learnt so many skills from baking to knitting and cooking and this book My thanks to my goodfriend s who read and reviewed this book so beautifully and in doing so brought me back 40 years to Christmas of years ago when neighbours and older people impacted so much on my childhood I too as a child growing up in a house of boys had a lovely old lady who lived next door and to whose house I escaped when I wanted to be pampered and spoiled, a lady who impacted so much on my childhood and from who I learnt so many skills from baking to knitting and cooking and this book just brought me right back to Christmas time when gifts composed of homemade produce that was shared and gifted among neighbours and when giving and receiving meant so muchthan in today s society.A short story with so much memories and good in it Might not be everyone s 5 star read but it sure gave me a lovely warm feeling and put the true spirt of Christmas right back where it belongs


  6. PattyMacDotComma PattyMacDotComma says:

    5 The black stove, stoked with coal and firewood, glows like a lighted pumpkin Eggbeaters whirl, spoons spin round in bowls of butter and sugar, vanilla sweetens the air, ginger spices it melting, nose tingling odors saturate the kitchen, suffuse the house, drift out to the world on puffs of chimney smoke In four days our work is done How could anyone read this without a sense of nostalgia Even if you never lived in a place with a fireplace or a wood stove or made any kind of holiday food, 5 The black stove, stoked with coal and firewood, glows like a lighted pumpkin Eggbeaters whirl, spoons spin round in bowls of butter and sugar, vanilla sweetens the air, ginger spices it melting, nose tingling odors saturate the kitchen, suffuse the house, drift out to the world on puffs of chimney smoke In four days our work is done How could anyone read this without a sense of nostalgia Even if you never lived in a place with a fireplace or a wood stove or made any kind of holiday food, you can imagine what it must have been like for little Truman Capote, for this is his Christmas and his elderly relative who is making her annual fruitcakes.He is seven, she is sixty something and they are the best of pals We re told there are others in the household, but they don t figure in this gorgeous little story of scrimping and saving all year for the money to buy the ingredients Lovely dimes, the liveliest coin, the one that really jingles Nickels and quarters, worn smooth as creek pebbles But mostly a hateful heap of bitter odored pennies I loved his descriptions of the coming of winter and trekking with her through the frozen woods as they prepared for Christmas It s a bittersweet story, and Sook , as he actually called the real woman, Nanny Rumbley Faulk, made such an impact that it obviously remained with him forever This is the cover of one edition of the book, and it s a photograph of the two of them.Photograph of Truman Capote and his beloved Sook, Nanny Rumbley Faulk What a delight for anyone who loves seeing small children and old people do what they do best love each other and be kind to the world.You can enjoy the story here you can watch the film with Geraldine Page on YouTube.https www.youtube.com watch v oQGEUAnother reviewer, Cynda, posted a link to the illustrations from this edition


  7. Ines Ines says:

    The story told here is really sweet, moving and delicate, a wonderful friendship and love between the old lady and this young boy named Buddy I liked the meaning of cooking and making fruit cakes for others I read this book initially alone, although the initial intention was an evening reading shared with my 10 year old son, I will certainly reread it with him, perfect to prepare for the arrival of Holy Christmas La storia qui narrata veramente dolce e commovente, delicata e meravigliosa l The story told here is really sweet, moving and delicate, a wonderful friendship and love between the old lady and this young boy named Buddy I liked the meaning of cooking and making fruit cakes for others I read this book initially alone, although the initial intention was an evening reading shared with my 10 year old son, I will certainly reread it with him, perfect to prepare for the arrival of Holy Christmas La storia qui narrata veramente dolce e commovente, delicata e meravigliosa l amocizia e l a tra la vecchia signora e Buddy Mi piaciuto il significato del cucinare e preparare le Fruit cake per gli altri Ho letto questo libro inizialmente da sola, anche se l intenzione iniziale era una lettura serale condivisa con mio figlio di 10 anni, sicuramente lo rilegger insieme a lui, perfetto per prepararci all arrivo del Santo Natale


  8. Carol She& Carol She& says:

    Sweet, tender and achingly sad, this beautiful childhood memory of Truman Capote gathering ingredients for and making fruitcake for Christmas with his childlike and much older cousin had me in tears by the end.Cruelly separated by life aka his mother I wish these two lovely souls had been able to reunite just once before the real Sook s death.I m glad Truman carried this memory in his heart Sweet, tender and achingly sad, this beautiful childhood memory of Truman Capote gathering ingredients for and making fruitcake for Christmas with his childlike and much older cousin had me in tears by the end.Cruelly separated by life aka his mother I wish these two lovely souls had been able to reunite just once before the real Sook s death.I m glad Truman carried this memory in his heart


  9. Chrissie Chrissie says:

    Oh my, this I totally, totally loved It captures the feeling of Christmas, the entire Christmas season as day by day the day finally arrives Even if Capote s Christmas is not your Christmas, and neither was it exactly my Christmas, because all of our Christmases are a little bit different from each other s, Capote magnificently captures what bubbles in our bodies and zings in our hearts at Christmas.The ending has a hint of nostalgia which is perfect too.Fantastic Read it Read it aloud Oh my, this I totally, totally loved It captures the feeling of Christmas, the entire Christmas season as day by day the day finally arrives Even if Capote s Christmas is not your Christmas, and neither was it exactly my Christmas, because all of our Christmases are a little bit different from each other s, Capote magnificently captures what bubbles in our bodies and zings in our hearts at Christmas.The ending has a hint of nostalgia which is perfect too.Fantastic Read it Read it aloud to others in your family Turn this story into a family tradition It s that good Here I go again, giving a short little story five stars Here follows a free on line link to this autobiographical short story


  10. Diane S ☔ Diane S ☔ says:

    So many of my reading friends on this site have posted wonderful reviews of this, I just had to read A wonderful Christmas story that shows the true meaning of the holiday, back before if turned into a consumerism nightmare Like all good things concerning the young and the elderly, another that reminded me of my dearly missed grandparents Like the lady in this story, they made Christmas a special time for my younger sister and I.


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10 thoughts on “A Christmas Memory

  1. Julie Julie says:

    A Christmas Memory by Truman Capote is a 1956 publication Lovely Christmas tale filled with humor and warm fondness Every year one of my friends on social media will write a review for this story, reminding me, once again, that I STILL haven t read it By the time I make it to the library, the hold time for this popular classic goes well beyond the Christmas holidays so I put it off for another year This year I got lucky and found a collection of short stories by Truman Capote, which also ha A Christmas Memory by Truman Capote is a 1956 publication Lovely Christmas tale filled with humor and warm fondness Every year one of my friends on social media will write a review for this story, reminding me, once again, that I STILL haven t read it By the time I make it to the library, the hold time for this popular classic goes well beyond the Christmas holidays so I put it off for another year This year I got lucky and found a collection of short stories by Truman Capote, which also had the Thanksgiving story in it, which I d been meaning to read forever, as well Although, I think I read them out of order I was thankful I finally got a chance to read these lovely holiday stories This is a super quick read, but the love that leaps from the pages is powerful and very touching I m not a fan of fruitcake, but I do remember my grandmother made several fruitcakes for Christmas every year and often gave them as gifts so the book brought back a few fond memories of my own Capote s autobiographical tale is humorous and heartfelt, and of course we all know he had a real knack for weaving a tale even a short one If you haven t read this book, I highly recommend it It s a story anyone of any age can enjoy, but the older one gets, themeaningful stories like this one are No wonder this book is considered a holiday classic

  2. Angela M Angela M says:

    I never liked fruitcake, but after reading this beautifully written story, I love the idea of fruitcake I love that it represents love and caring and the spirit of giving and tradition My childhood Christmas memories are nothing like Truman Capote s, but after I read this I couldn t help but think of all of the Christmas Eves at my grandparents house with so many cousins and aunts and uncles My mother was one of ten children so there was a crowd of us My father and my uncles sitting at card I never liked fruitcake, but after reading this beautifully written story, I love the idea of fruitcake I love that it represents love and caring and the spirit of giving and tradition My childhood Christmas memories are nothing like Truman Capote s, but after I read this I couldn t help but think of all of the Christmas Eves at my grandparents house with so many cousins and aunts and uncles My mother was one of ten children so there was a crowd of us My father and my uncles sitting at card tables playing pinochle and my mother and aunts and my grandmother in the kitchen My grandfather drinking a tall glass of his own homemade wine sitting there with his legs crossed, smiling Meanwhile all of us grandchildren sat at a long table playing bingo There were so many of us that we never had enough bingo chips Anyone from an Italian family knows what lupine beans are We had to use the skins, of course after we ate the salty bean inside as chips I know I m digressing, but I imagine if you read this lovely story, it will stir your own memories of your childhood Christmases

  3. Candi Candi says:

    Oh my, it s fruitcake weather This has to be one of the sweetest, most nostalgic of little stories I ve ever read I loved it Seven year old Buddy and sixty something Miss Sook are distant cousins and best friends They share a house with one another, along with various other relatives, and have a precious bond due to the fact that Miss Sook, despite her age, is like a child herself This story recounts one of Capote s Christmas childhood memories of this unlikely friendship Surely, we all hOh my, it s fruitcake weather This has to be one of the sweetest, most nostalgic of little stories I ve ever read I loved it Seven year old Buddy and sixty something Miss Sook are distant cousins and best friends They share a house with one another, along with various other relatives, and have a precious bond due to the fact that Miss Sook, despite her age, is like a child herself This story recounts one of Capote s Christmas childhood memories of this unlikely friendship Surely, we all have a memory or two of holidays long gone that seem to endurethan others Perhaps a certain tradition that we hold dear to our hearts is recollected when we catch a glimpse of something familiar, or hear a certain song, or maybe even smell a particular aroma of a savory or sweet treat baking in an oven Buddy s special Christmas memory captures the pleasure of preparing fruitcakes with Miss Sook, creating homemade gifts for one another, and sharing the companionship of a beloved dog What I delighted in most about A Christmas Memory is that Capote tells the story in such a way that I feel like I ve been there, done that although I ve never in my life baked a fruitcake I don t even like fruitcake perhaps because I ve never tasted one made with such love and just the right whiskey, to boot I might even go so far as to make one myself or not In any case, I highly recommend this little treasure to anyone that loves to reminisce about the good old days I will make the reading of this short story an annual tradition in my house A new 5 star favorite

  4. Lawyer Lawyer says:

    Capote s Holiday Memoirs The Whispers of Memory Truman Capote s The Thanksgiving Visitor was chosen as a Moderator s Choice by Laura Webber, The Tall Woman, as a read for the group On the Southern Literary Trail for November, 2014These reflections have been written over the course of nearly three years After my wife read these thoughts, she pointed out the importance of marking the time of thoughts in connection with the events of our lives December 24, 2011Perhaps I should say this is not so Capote s Holiday Memoirs The Whispers of Memory Truman Capote s The Thanksgiving Visitor was chosen as a Moderator s Choice by Laura Webber, The Tall Woman, as a read for the group On the Southern Literary Trail for November, 2014These reflections have been written over the course of nearly three years After my wife read these thoughts, she pointed out the importance of marking the time of thoughts in connection with the events of our lives December 24, 2011Perhaps I should say this is not so much the review of a book, but the response A Christmas Memory still draws from me each year when I read it Perhaps it is just a simple statement of the preciousness of memory and the gift it brings us to keep things alive within us, though those things have been gone from us for many years.Things Toys, books, friends, parents, lovers, spouses, children What would we do without the gift of memory How would we survive Without it, we would be nothing but empty shells mindlessly living in the moment.On an old revolving bookcase in my library are some of my favorite books Faulkner and Fitzgerald, Hemingway and Steinbeck fill the little shelves that turn easily at the push of a finger Eudora Welty is there, as is Flannery O Conner, Carson McCullers and Thomas Wolfe My beloved To Kill a Mockingbird rests underneath a miniature of the old Monroeville courthouse on a shelf up on the wall overlooking the little bookcase that holds the treasures of my imagination I glance up at it and back down to the little case that spins so easily There is Erskine Caldwell And there is Truman Capote There is a copy of the complete short stories of the little man who spent his summers with Harper Lee in Monroeville when they were children Normally two slender volumes stand next to the Capote short stories They are slipcased editions of The Thanksgiving Visitor and a Christmas Memory I have taken them to the bedside table because it is time to read them onceThe Holidays have begun Thanksgiving has come and gone I could re shelve The Thanksgiving Visitor, but I never do until I have read A Christmas Memory onceRemembrance of Things Past They are a matched set inways than one The Thanksgiving Visitor is in a blue slipcase, A Christmas Memory is in red Each has a photograph of a very young Truman Capote and his best childhood friend, Aunt Sook, tipped onto the case The books slide easily from their cases for I have read them so many times Each is a testament to the art of making books one does not often find any The gold titles still gleam along the spines Each page is on paper so thick I can feel the rag content between my fingers There is still the faint smell of the typesetter s ink Or is it only my imagination Does it matter The dark green endpapers turn stiffly at the insistence of my finger, reminding me something special is inside And in each of them is the spidery Spenserian handwriting of my grandmother, Xmas 1980, Ammomie and Papa Evidence of love surrounds us It is that inscription that urges me to take these little books out each year For in addition to the joy and simple kindness of Capote s holiday memories are the memories of my own Thanksgivings and Christmases, some joyous and some not, especially those holidays without my grandparents, both of whom have been gone now over twenty years Yet I still long for their presence, I find them with meoften now because of the gift of memories, especially the sweetest ones But reading these little stories, seeing my grandmother s little inscription, bring my grandparents back to me in ways I could not have without the weight of these books in my hand They are the physical ties that bind us together no matter how many years we may be apart, no matter how many years it may be before we hopefully are together again, or not Who is to say Who knows I certainly don t So it is Christmas Eve onceTonight I will read A Christmas Memory I have lost count of the times I have read it Today my mother s kitchen will be redolent with the aromas of Roast Turkey, buttermilk pie, sweet potato souffle and sweet bourbon corn pudding The cornbread dressing will be steaming and the giblet gravy will be hot and succulent I will share the table today with my wife and mother I will be thankful for home and family and the memory of those I love who will not be sharing our table today, whether separated by simple miles or death itself I will raise a toast to each of those dear to me and I will feel their presence around the table because of two little books given to me one Christmas morningthan thirty years ago.Though there will be no fruitcake at our table, I will delight in Sook s excited call to Buddy It s Fruitcake Weather I have walked the streets of Monroeville, Alabama, many times There is little sign of Truman Capote or Nelle Harper Lee in that town, other than the old Courthouse, now a museum Truman Capote s childhood summer and Christmas home is a vacant lot Ms Lee s home, if my geography is right, is occupied by something akin to a Dairy Queen, though some owner long past decided the name recognition was not worth the franchise price to have it Whether you celebrate Christmas, Kwanzaa, Hanukkah, or nothing at all, I wish each of you the best of memories for the coming day To Life Mike Addendum December 24, 2013The Christmas dinner described above was the last my wife and I shared with my Mother We were fortunate to have her with us through Thanksgiving and Christmas Our homes were two doors apart My wife and I moved into her home to be her caregivers Mother died February 1, 2012 I am fortunate to have a number of books given to me by her through the years I am mindful of the poet W.S Merwin who told us, What you remember saves you Yes, it does Another Thanksgiving, Evening, November 22, 2014Tomorrow, my wife Martha Jo and I begin our Thanksgiving trip to Wilmington, North Carolina Waiting for us there will be MJ s brother, Bill, whom MJ once hit over the head with a cast iron skillet because he insisted on watching Bonanza when she wanted to watch Lucy His wife, Anne, will be producer and director of all activities She was not the former Postmistress of Killingsworth, Connecticut, for nothing Bill commonly tells people he is also from Connecticut However the most important person in Wilmington we will see is Zola Mae Boston, MJ and Bill s mother Zola Mae is ninety five years young She is from Dallas, Texas, as is MJ, and, of course, Bill Although Bill is quite adroit in addressing anyone in a clipped Connecticut accent, when he tells anyone in Zola Mae s presence he is from Connecticut, she corrects him Why, Bill Boston, you re not from Connecticut You re from Dallas, Texas I ought to know I was there when you were born I rather enjoy seeing a Texan denying his heritage chastened chuckle So it is not that I am without family I am embraced by them, particularly Zola Mae who loves how I say Alabama That our accents are not that different has not occurred to her The Thanksgiving Visitor and A Christmas Memory have both been carried to Wilmington Holiday dinners there are not small affairs Friends and neighbors fill the house Extra tables and chairs are brought in Each couple, group, single, brings a dish.Following dinner, I have read each of Capote s memoirs aloud in character And these stories have become part of the memories of many others over two previous holiday seasons I can do it straight And, yes, I can channel Capote, which rather unnerves even me.This year these little books grow evenspecial to me as I read the comments of The Trail members while they experience Capote s stories One mother is reading The Thanksgiving Visitor to her ten year old daughter She s a smart child She likes Buddy s friend and says the narrator is good Now there s another child who will have some special memories of her own.In all our lives we have memories both bitter and sweet Nobody said it better than Robert Frost In three words I can sum up everything I ve learned about life it goes on Happy Thanksgiving Should you not have occasion to celebrate that holiday, simply find a reason to remember it Each day is a gift

  5. Dem Dem says:

    My thanks to my goodfriend s who read and reviewed this book so beautifully and in doing so brought me back 40 years to Christmas of years ago when neighbours and older people impacted so much on my childhood I too as a child growing up in a house of boys had a lovely old lady who lived next door and to whose house I escaped when I wanted to be pampered and spoiled, a lady who impacted so much on my childhood and from who I learnt so many skills from baking to knitting and cooking and this book My thanks to my goodfriend s who read and reviewed this book so beautifully and in doing so brought me back 40 years to Christmas of years ago when neighbours and older people impacted so much on my childhood I too as a child growing up in a house of boys had a lovely old lady who lived next door and to whose house I escaped when I wanted to be pampered and spoiled, a lady who impacted so much on my childhood and from who I learnt so many skills from baking to knitting and cooking and this book just brought me right back to Christmas time when gifts composed of homemade produce that was shared and gifted among neighbours and when giving and receiving meant so muchthan in today s society.A short story with so much memories and good in it Might not be everyone s 5 star read but it sure gave me a lovely warm feeling and put the true spirt of Christmas right back where it belongs

  6. PattyMacDotComma PattyMacDotComma says:

    5 The black stove, stoked with coal and firewood, glows like a lighted pumpkin Eggbeaters whirl, spoons spin round in bowls of butter and sugar, vanilla sweetens the air, ginger spices it melting, nose tingling odors saturate the kitchen, suffuse the house, drift out to the world on puffs of chimney smoke In four days our work is done How could anyone read this without a sense of nostalgia Even if you never lived in a place with a fireplace or a wood stove or made any kind of holiday food, 5 The black stove, stoked with coal and firewood, glows like a lighted pumpkin Eggbeaters whirl, spoons spin round in bowls of butter and sugar, vanilla sweetens the air, ginger spices it melting, nose tingling odors saturate the kitchen, suffuse the house, drift out to the world on puffs of chimney smoke In four days our work is done How could anyone read this without a sense of nostalgia Even if you never lived in a place with a fireplace or a wood stove or made any kind of holiday food, you can imagine what it must have been like for little Truman Capote, for this is his Christmas and his elderly relative who is making her annual fruitcakes.He is seven, she is sixty something and they are the best of pals We re told there are others in the household, but they don t figure in this gorgeous little story of scrimping and saving all year for the money to buy the ingredients Lovely dimes, the liveliest coin, the one that really jingles Nickels and quarters, worn smooth as creek pebbles But mostly a hateful heap of bitter odored pennies I loved his descriptions of the coming of winter and trekking with her through the frozen woods as they prepared for Christmas It s a bittersweet story, and Sook , as he actually called the real woman, Nanny Rumbley Faulk, made such an impact that it obviously remained with him forever This is the cover of one edition of the book, and it s a photograph of the two of them.Photograph of Truman Capote and his beloved Sook, Nanny Rumbley Faulk What a delight for anyone who loves seeing small children and old people do what they do best love each other and be kind to the world.You can enjoy the story here you can watch the film with Geraldine Page on YouTube.https www.youtube.com watch v oQGEUAnother reviewer, Cynda, posted a link to the illustrations from this edition

  7. Ines Ines says:

    The story told here is really sweet, moving and delicate, a wonderful friendship and love between the old lady and this young boy named Buddy I liked the meaning of cooking and making fruit cakes for others I read this book initially alone, although the initial intention was an evening reading shared with my 10 year old son, I will certainly reread it with him, perfect to prepare for the arrival of Holy Christmas La storia qui narrata veramente dolce e commovente, delicata e meravigliosa l The story told here is really sweet, moving and delicate, a wonderful friendship and love between the old lady and this young boy named Buddy I liked the meaning of cooking and making fruit cakes for others I read this book initially alone, although the initial intention was an evening reading shared with my 10 year old son, I will certainly reread it with him, perfect to prepare for the arrival of Holy Christmas La storia qui narrata veramente dolce e commovente, delicata e meravigliosa l amocizia e l a tra la vecchia signora e Buddy Mi piaciuto il significato del cucinare e preparare le Fruit cake per gli altri Ho letto questo libro inizialmente da sola, anche se l intenzione iniziale era una lettura serale condivisa con mio figlio di 10 anni, sicuramente lo rilegger insieme a lui, perfetto per prepararci all arrivo del Santo Natale

  8. Carol She& Carol She& says:

    Sweet, tender and achingly sad, this beautiful childhood memory of Truman Capote gathering ingredients for and making fruitcake for Christmas with his childlike and much older cousin had me in tears by the end.Cruelly separated by life aka his mother I wish these two lovely souls had been able to reunite just once before the real Sook s death.I m glad Truman carried this memory in his heart Sweet, tender and achingly sad, this beautiful childhood memory of Truman Capote gathering ingredients for and making fruitcake for Christmas with his childlike and much older cousin had me in tears by the end.Cruelly separated by life aka his mother I wish these two lovely souls had been able to reunite just once before the real Sook s death.I m glad Truman carried this memory in his heart

  9. Chrissie Chrissie says:

    Oh my, this I totally, totally loved It captures the feeling of Christmas, the entire Christmas season as day by day the day finally arrives Even if Capote s Christmas is not your Christmas, and neither was it exactly my Christmas, because all of our Christmases are a little bit different from each other s, Capote magnificently captures what bubbles in our bodies and zings in our hearts at Christmas.The ending has a hint of nostalgia which is perfect too.Fantastic Read it Read it aloud Oh my, this I totally, totally loved It captures the feeling of Christmas, the entire Christmas season as day by day the day finally arrives Even if Capote s Christmas is not your Christmas, and neither was it exactly my Christmas, because all of our Christmases are a little bit different from each other s, Capote magnificently captures what bubbles in our bodies and zings in our hearts at Christmas.The ending has a hint of nostalgia which is perfect too.Fantastic Read it Read it aloud to others in your family Turn this story into a family tradition It s that good Here I go again, giving a short little story five stars Here follows a free on line link to this autobiographical short story

  10. Diane S ☔ Diane S ☔ says:

    So many of my reading friends on this site have posted wonderful reviews of this, I just had to read A wonderful Christmas story that shows the true meaning of the holiday, back before if turned into a consumerism nightmare Like all good things concerning the young and the elderly, another that reminded me of my dearly missed grandparents Like the lady in this story, they made Christmas a special time for my younger sister and I.

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