Referring to my previous post, I overlooked one more important book in my recent reading repetoire' (is that word allowed in this forum? . . . ) of the last six months, and that is, "The House of Mirth" by Edith Wharton. It was oh so wonderful. I loved it. And again, we find in this book (written in 1905) the same society classes and castes and cliques and wannabes that are ever present in our world today. I find all of those era-spanning consistencies fascinating yet somewhat disheartening in that our world, in general, doesn't seem to learn or become softer and more accepting. Individuals can though. That is good. That is good.
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