Wednesday, August 21, 2013

"The expressions that would appear on his face . . . perhaps drew me to reading"

"My father was not given to emotion or intimacy, at least in the context, the confines, of the family. but there were certain times, precious times, when I did feel close to him. I have very early memories of seeing him reading in our library, and his concentration was such that nothing could disturb him, for everything outside the circle of his lamp was completely tuned out of his mind. For the most part he read the Bible or the Talmud, though he also had a large collection of books on Hebrew, which he spoke fluently, and Judaism 00 the library of a grammarian and scholar. Seeing his intense absorption in reading, and the expressions that would appear on his face as he read (an involuntary smile, a grimace, a look of perplexity or delight), perhaps drew me to reading very early myself, so that even before the war I would sometimes join him in the library, reading me book alongside him, in a deep but unspoken companionship. "

from Uncle Tungsten: Memories of a Chemical Boyhood (Sachs)

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