"For Whom the Bell Tolls" by Ernest Hemingway - Page 86

This has been a fun read because I know of and have been to many of the places he talks about in Spain. I am finding, though, that in spite of the year I spent there, I am rather ignorant about the Spanish Civil War. Yes, I have seen the bullet holes in statues in Madrid, I have studied and written about Picasso's Guenica, and even sat at table with a man who served as a general under Franco, but I do not know the history…yet. I will soon, for as I read, my curiosity about it builds.

I remember American friends of mine reading this when we were in Spain and hating the directly translated swear words, pronouns and sentence constructions. I'm actually really enjoying that aspect of the book and can feel my mind twittering toward thinking in Spanish again. That would be cool. It's been a long time.

Last thing for today...Happy Birthday, Will.