Sunday Salon: James Hilton, Wodehouse again, and Hurricane Blues

We’re still in Fort Worth, refugees from Hurricane Ike. Computer Guru Son stayed in Clear Lake where we live, and he’s in one of the few places in all of Houston that still has electrical power. It’s strange since Clear Lake was right in the path of Ike, but the power lines are buried underground. So I suppose that’s why we have electricity when no one else does.

Son took some pictures yesterday afternoon, but then he discovered that while he has electricity, he no longer has an internet connection. So I can’t show you what it looks like down where I live. He says that all the traffic lights are out (no power and lots of wind damage), everything’s closed except for HEB, and people are driving like crazy fools with no traffic signals. Some places such as Nassau Bay, Kemah, and Seabrook are still flooded, and police are allowing no one into those cities. Engineer Husband says NASA officials are “assessing the damage” and hope to reopen Johnson Space Center by the end of the week.

And what hath all this Ike news to do with reading, you ask? Well, I’ve had time to read while waiting to return home. We hope to leave tomorrow morning to go back. In the meantime, I’ve read Random Harvest by James Hilton, the same author who wrote Lost Horizon and Goodbye, Mr. Chips. Hilton actually lived in Hollywood during the 1930’s and after, and all three of the above named books were made into movies. I’ve only seen the two versions of Lost Horizon. Mr. Hilton also won an Academy Award for his work on the screenplay of Mrs. Miniver, a movie I did see last year and enjoyed in spite of, maybe because of, its unabashed patriotism.

I also started on a new-to-me Wodehouse romp, Bertie Wooster Sees It Through. I’m fairly sure I’ve never read this particular Bertie-and-Jeeves adventure; at least the first few chapters don’t seem too familiar. So far Bertie’s been almost trapped into an engagement with a distant cousin, Florence, refused to shave off his moustache in spite of Jeeves’s disapproval, and spent a night in the pokey as the result of tripping a police officer. I’d says he’s off to a good start.

I may or may not have an internet connection for the forseeable future. I would imagine that restoring power to Houston is more urgent than restoring my connection to the worldwide web. If I’m not here in writing, I’m here in spirit. Keep on reading.

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6 thoughts on “Sunday Salon: James Hilton, Wodehouse again, and Hurricane Blues

  1. Stay safe…that’s the important thing.

    I am a former NASA employee…having worked at NASA-Dryden, EAFB.

  2. I’m glad to hear that your son is okay…

  3. I had no idea you were in Ike’s path! I’m so sorry but so glad you’re all right. Must be very scary. We had a basement-flooding rains a year ago and that was plenty scary enough, thank you. Stay well and good luck!!

  4. I hope everything is OK by you. I’m glad you are your family are safe.
    I have always wanted to read a Wodehouse book. I hope you like the one you are reading. Do you have a recommendation of a really good one?

  5. Thanks for all the good wishes. Colleen, any of the Jeeves and Wooster books are a good pick. They’re all essentially the same plot anyway: Jeeves savesthe day and gets Bertie Wooster out of girl trouble/larceny trouble. It’s the language and the word play and the total ridiculousness of the characters’ actions that make the books so much fun.

  6. Yes, stay safe and definitely count your blessings. From what I’m seeing on the news up here in Canada, that storm has left a trail of devastation. I can’t imagine being there or having to evacuate.

    However, it is great to see when people make something good out of a bad situation. You probably wouldn’t have read as much if you were at home. 🙂

    Like I always say…

    There’s always light at the end of even the darkest tunnel.

    All the best to you.

    (P.S. I’m new to Sunday Salon.)

    ~Cheryl Kaye Tardif,
    bestselling author of Whale Song, The River and Divine Intervention

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