Once More, There and Back Again
Humans have rituals. Celebreations of various sorts to mark the passing of time, accomplishment of goals and a host of other reasons to numerous to mention. One of my rituals is the reading of J.R.R. Tolkien’s The Lord of the Rings.
I admit freely that I am addicted to the the work. I love each and every part of it. I read it first when I was in highschool and have been captivated by it ever since. My first copy was a set of three dog eared paperbacks that had disintigrated from over use. In my twenties I bought the red leather bound collectors edition. It was quite a feat too, as I bought it when I was a novice in the Franciscan Order. We were only given a stipend of $30 a month and had to, as an act of holy obedience, return whatever amount we didn’t use. As I recall, the book cost $50 , so for two months I lived in sin in order to get the version that I so love now. It was worth it, and my confessor was merciful.
So I am taking this opportunity while sick, to meet up with some old friends on the way to Mordor and back.
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I love the LOTR. It is some of my favorite stuff.
I think it’s the best piece of Leterature on the last century.
I could see an argument for that.