, September 02, 2011
(view all comments by anne dawid)
Listening to this book read by the actor was a kind of spiritual epiphany. I hiked with my dogs and the headphones in my ears, transfixed by the voice and, more importantly, the content of Robinson's mind, as conveyed by her elderly male narrator. It seemed the answers to living a life of integrity were contained in this narrative. A year later, I had to listen again, as the answers had faded. Now I begin my third round of this annual prayer.