“Dark Light” by Randy Wayne White

Copyright 2006 by Randy Wayne White. Published by the Berkeley Publishing Group, New York.

Randy Wayne White is an author who lives in – and writes about – southwest Florida. His books, with settings familiar to me, have special interest. I wanted very much to enjoy Dark Light, his 13th book featuring marine biologist Doc Ford.

I wanted to enjoy it but didn’t.

Maybe I wasn’t in the right frame of mind (whatever that might be) to enjoy his writing or maybe his literary cheese is slipping off the cracker, but whatever the reason I simply couldn’t get by the first 50 pages. The plot was so confusing and the characters were so poorly formed that I just gave up. It just wasn’t worth the effort.

2 out of 10. I would have given it a 1 but maybe I would have liked it more if I had fought through to the end. But I doubt it.

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15-minute hurricane

We had a storm blow through a couple of weeks ago. It didn’t last long and didn’t produce much rain but the initial winds were FIERCE. The first gust send the RV rocking as severely as any wind I have experienced in the13 years that I have been living in an RV. Fortunately my new awning was in or it may very well have been ripped right off. My lawn furniture and the totes I had under the RV were blown to the other side of my site.

The worst damage to my site was the loss of my bougainvillea – It snapped off at the base. There was also considerable damage to neighboring tiki huts, similar to the damage done by category 5 Hurricane Ian 3 years ago.

It didn’t last long but I think that storm produced hurricane-force winds for about 15 minutes.

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Carnival Venezia 2 preview

I have been very busy of late doing mostly not-very-fun things. And I certainly haven’t been doing much travel which is why I have been posting only my book reports. But Marlene and I do have another cruise coming up, at the end of April. One week on the Carnival Venezia. This will be our second Venezia cruise. It is one of our favorite Carnival ships.

We get three ports on this cruise: Grand Turk, San Juan and St Thomas. We have been to all of them before, but not very often. It will be somewhat more interesting than a western Caribbean itinerary, but, as always, the main reason to go is the ship itself. We always have fun on board the ship.

We will be traveling with friends this time – Paul and Carol, a married couple from Alabama who used to live in Ft Myers. We haven’t seen them since they left last year, so it will be nice catching up.

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“Terrible Swift Sword” by Bruce Catton

Copyright 1961 by Bruce Catton. Published by Broadway Publishing Group, a division of Random House Inc, New York.

This is the second volume of Catton’s Civil War trilogy. It covers just one year of the war – 1862. That year warrants an entire volume because it is the year that shaped the war. When the year began, there was a belief on both sides that the war would be brief and that the differences between North and South could be resolved without great bloodshed and without eliminating the institution of slavery. When the year ended, those illusions were gone. It would be a long, bloody war and if the North won then slavery would be banished from the entire nation.

1862 was the year when Robert E Lee was put in charge of the Army of Northern Virginia. He is the man who, pretty much single-handedly, eliminated the possibility of a short war. While the North made significant advances in both the west (e.g., the capture of New Orleans) and the east (e.g., assuming control of the Carolina coast), Lee, with an army significantly smaller than the North’s, managed to out-maneuver his counterpart, the ever-cautious George McClellan. The Seven Days battle to the east of Richmond the last week in June put an end to the North’s hope for a quick victory. But the devastating battle in the fall at Antietam Creek near Sharpsburg MD – a tactical draw but with losses heavier than Lee could afford – ended the South’s hope for a quick victory. After Antietam Lincoln issued the Emancipation Proclamation, freeing all slaves, thereby redefining what the war was about. At the end of 1862 it was clear to all that the Civil War would be long and bloody and would forever reshape the Union.

8 out of 10.

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“Dirty Work” by Stuart Woods

Copyright 2003 by Stuart Woods. Published by Penguin Putnam, Inc, New York.

This is a book featuring Stone Barrington, Esquire, a lawyer who doesn’t mind getting his hands dirty. In this Barrington novel – the 9th of 67 (Woods is very prolific) – the “dirty work” is photographing a husband getting a “happy ending” massage. The photographs were to be used in breaking a prenup so that the rich wife could continue to remain rich when she divorced her philandering hubby. Of course that work was a bit too dirty or too mundane for Stone so he subcontracted it. Unfortunately the subcontracting photographer fell through the skylight while getting the money shots, killing the husband on the massage table.

Or so it seemed. But an autopsy proved that hubby was already dead when crushed by the photographer, apparently poisoned by the masseuse who was a notorious assassin, sought by British agents. The clumsy photographer did get some good photos of her – the only photos of her in existence. One of the British agents looking for the assassin was “Carpenter” (her code name – her real name may or may not have been Felicity), a beautiful woman who had a history with Stone. And, apparently, she was the next target of the assassin.

This is a book of mistakes, screw-ups and misunderstandings. A lot of people die, usually for no good reason. In the wrong place at the wrong time or incorrectly accused of wrongdoing. Stone is caught between Carpenter and Marie-Therese (the maybe true name of the assassin), for whom he develops a begrudging respect because she seems to have more morals than most of the people searching for her. He puts himself into the odd position of becoming her lawyer and negotiating a truce between her and the Brits looking for her. But even that gets screwed up and more people die.

There aren’t a lot of heroes in this book, but it is well-written with some interesting twists.

7 out of 10.

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“The Coming Fury” by Bruce Catton

Copyright 1961 by Bruce Catton. Published by Broadway Publishing Group, a division of Random House Inc, New York.

I mostly read fiction. Mysteries, with some action/adventure thrown into the mix. But on rare occasions I read some non-fiction. This is one of my rare non-fiction readings.

[NOTE: The image is for the audiobook version, but I read the paperback version. I just couldn’t locate an image of the paperback.]

Those of you who know me and have followed this blog know that I am a bit of a Civil War aficionado. I like visiting Civil War battlefields. And there is no question that those years, 1861-1865, did much to shape our country into what it is today. Because it was so important I want to understand it and Bruce Catton’s 3-volume trilogy, which a friend loaned to me, is a good way to achieve some understanding. The Coming Fury, the first volume in that trilogy, is about the events and the politics that preceded the war. It ends with the first battle of Bull Run – the battle that finally convinced the nation that this would be a long, brutal conflict.

I learned a lot. Lincoln’s nomination to be the Republican Party’s presidential candidate in 1860 was not a lock. He was a long shot, really, but had a good campaign manager. Some of his early speeches were far from eloquent. He was viewed as incompetent, at first, by many people in government. The Confederacy, consisting of 6 states, existed before Fort Sumter was taken. The fighting at Fort Sumter was nearly bloodless with the only two casualties occurring during the ceremonial striking of the US flag after surrendering. Baltimore was so pro-secessionist that trains carrying Union troops to Washington to defend the capital had to be diverted.

While many men – including Lincoln – wanted desperately to avoid bloodshed, passions about slavery ran so deep that there was never a serious attempt to find a compromise solution. A compromise was probably not possible anyway. A civil war was the inevitable result.

A good, well-written and scholarly book. I am looking forward to the other two volumes. 7 out of 10,

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“Dead Shot” by David Benjamin

The usual disclaimer: David Benjamin is a lifelong friend so I might be biased. But I think I know a good book when I read one. This is a good book.

Copyright 2023 by David Benjamin. Published by Last Kid Books, Madison WI.

This is #4 in Benjamin’s series featuring Jim Otis, a disgraced ex-cop from Chicago who is serving as police-chief-in-exile in Hercules WI, a fictional small farming community near LaCrosse. He is divorced with a precocious teen daughter living with the ex-wife in Chicago. He is dating a high school English teacher. And he isn’t particularly busy in a quiet town like Hercules.

But he has a history with young women. One, Elena, a young (too young when he met her in Chicago) Hispanic woman, pops in and out of his life at inopportune moments. Another, Josie Dobbs, a recent Hercules High grad now at Bryn Mawr, also pops in and out of his life. But where Elena is just confused, Josie is pure evil.

To round out Jim’s life, he is surrounded by a colorful cast of Hercules residents, all of whom appear regularly at A.J.’s, Jim’s local bar of choice.

So that is Jim’s life. All of these characters appear in this book and provide secondary narratives. But the main story is Meryl Clark, Stone McCulloch and Clay Lutz. And the ghost of John Roszak. Yes, the main storyline in this book involves some supernatural events. I don’t like supernatural stories. I avoid Stephen King for that reason. But this one seemed natural. It fit.

The basic backstory is that Clay Lutz, then 17, raped and impregnated Meryl Clark. She left Hercules to have her child, but has returned to finish her high school career. Stone McCullock is the local basketball hero. Probably the best Hercules hoop star since John Roszak who died tragically, on the court while driving for a game-winning basket some 50 years before. Some say that his ghost haunts the gym, which, despite all attempts to brighten it, remains gloomy. It is called the Black Hole by everyone who attends games there. It is said that Roszak’s ghost has the ability to deflect shots made by players who are very talented – like Stone McCulloch.

Also back in town is Clay Lutz, a determined troublemaker, racist and a generally crazy guy. He remains obsessed with Meryl and is determined to take her away with him. Just about the time he arrives Meryl strikes up a romance with Stone. Who just happens to be black. A perfect recipe for trouble.

And there is trouble. The nature of the trouble and how it all resolves is what makes this book so good. It is, I believe, Benjamin’s best book ever. And he has written some good ones.

My only complaint is that the main story seemed to drag a bit in the middle. But the characters at A.J.’s kept it interesting.

8 out of 10.

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Carnival Liberty Day 9: New Orleans LA to Lehigh Acres FL

We had sent our large suitcase ashore because, on previous cruises, getting an elevator in the disembarkation rush was nearly impossible and carrying a heavy suitcase down 4 flights is not fun. Today we had no problem getting an elevator but then had to wait for our disembarkation number to be called because all the people who were carrying all their luggage were let off first. Marlene was lamenting our (apparently bad) decision. I didn’t much care. The 30 minutes we had to wait was no problem – we were still off before 8 am.

We got a taxi. It cost $35. Marlene said we could have saved money by calling Uber. This is the woman who couldn’t wait to get off the ship but was perfectly willing to wait for an Uber to save… what? Maybe $5? Makes no sense.

Besides grabbing a quick breakfast in the buffet we also grabbed two breakfast burritos and 6 hard-boiled eggs. We added these to our food stash which included 6 pieces of fried chicken from the late night buffet. They would be our lunch and dinner on the road.

Marlene’s Camry was still at the hotel. We got some ice for the cooler, put the chicken and eggs in the cooler, along with some water and soda.

We began our 12-hour trek to Florida at 9:30 am.

We stopped for gas about 25 miles out of New Orleans and then, just 30 minutes later, stopped for a flea market and a Buc-ees. We bought some useful stuff at the flea market (a $1 forehead thermometer and a small socket wrench set for me for $10 and some clothes for Marlene) and a souvenir T-shirt for Marlene’s friend at Buc-ees.

We stopped around 1 pm for a bio break and to eat our burritos. The eggs were consumed as we traveled. We stopped at another Buc-ees in Mississippi and again for gas after dark near Gainesville Florida. We had our chicken then.

Marlene drove the final 5 hours. We made it home a few minutes past midnight. 803 miles. Total clock time was about 15.5 hours. But that includes a time zone hour. The other 3 hours were due to the various stops along the way.

A long day of travel. We won’t use New Orleans as a cruise port often. Perhaps never again.

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Carnival Liberty Day 8: At sea

Our Valentine’s Day photo

Valentine’s Day. We had breakfast as usual, but called again for our complimentary trays of petit fours before we went up. It was my third call, which was a little annoying. Room service said they couldn’t deliver because we had our “Do Not Disturb” sign up, which wasn’t true. But we took the sign in and left for breakfast.

I spent a lot of time after breakfast editing photos. Not cruise photos – photos from 2016. I have been trying to reduce the size of my edited photos. It seems unlikely that I will ever order hard copies photographs to be made and lower resolution is fine for phone, laptop and Facebook. I can recover many gigabytes of disk space with this kind of editing. But it is tedious.

The petit fours appeared after lunch.

We spent a lot of time in the casino, both playing slots and socializing with Sherman and Rose. Nobody did well.

We wandered the shops a bit, looking for bargains and finding none. Dinner was a disappointment – the worst prime rib I have ever had. Underdone, tough and tasteless. Marlene said I should have sent it back. That might have fixed the underdone but the tough and tasteless would have persisted.

We packed after dinner, left the large suitcase out to be taken ashore for us and played cards. Marlene won, of course.

We got to bed early, setting the alarm for 6am.

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Carnival Liberty Day 7: Cozumel, Mexico

Carnival Liberty in Cozumel

The day started badly. I was “multitasking” at breakfast, which meant I was catching up on the emails and text messages. Marlene hates that when we are having a meal. I didn’t think I was ignoring her, but she did. She stomped away. She was pretty cold to me most of the rest of the day, which is not a good place for a relationship to be the day before Valentine’s Day.

We went ashore separately. I ran into her in one of the port shops but she walked away again. I continued on by myself, searching for a Valentine’s Day gift. I found a nice bracelet and talked the guy down a bit, but probably still got ripped off – Marlene knows jewelry values much better than I do. Then, after buying it, I had second thoughts about the color. I liked the blue stones that were in the bracelet but I knew she would be wearing red at dinner. I went back to the shop with the intent of exchanging it for the red stones. But the red was more vermillion than scarlet. I wasn’t sure. I went back to the ship, intending to ask her which she would prefer.

But I couldn’t find her.

I blogged for a bit and she found me. I explained my uncertainty and she said “I’m sure it is fine.” Then she told me about some tequila she had seen in the duty-free shop. Off I went to buy some tequila. While out – without the bracelet – I got a text from her asking if I could exchange it for red. Argghhh!

Back to the ship. By the time I got to the cabin to get the bracelet we were about an hour from “back on board time.” Too close. I guess she will get the blue bracelet.

I blogged for a bit. Then, when I realized that the ship wasn’t moving when I thought it should be, realized that I had fallen victim – again – to the Cozumel time anomaly. For reasons not obvious to me, whenever a ship is in port in Cozumel the ship time is an hour behind local time. And my phone time. So it occurred to me – to late to do anything about it – that my decision to not go ashore to get the red bracelet was based on the wrong time. I could have made it, easily. *sigh*

We had made up, more or less, by dinner. We went to the show then to the comedy show, both good but not great.

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