Over the Christmas holiday I stole borrowed 1776 by David McCullough from Emma‘s room. I was on my way to take Audra to swim practice, which, being only an hour, I figured I would spend reading and inhaling chlorine. Unfortunately, I spent the whole time on the phone with StubHub and FedEx, but I digress.
Emma actually met David McCullough and has a signed copy of this book. That’s the one I took initially, which she later replaced with her older copy.
I think I liked reading this book mostly because I could make funny statements like this.
Not quite halfway through 1776 by David McCullough. It’s not looking good for the Americans.
In all seriousness, 1776 was remarkably easy and enjoyable reading for a nonfiction novel about the American Revolution. There are a lot of characters to remember, but I loved how McCullough almost name-dropped even more — men you might have heard of like Aaron Burr and Alexander Hamilton. The book really just covers 1776, a crucial year for the Americans. I’m not a big Revolutionary War buff, but I liked it.
I’ve been looking for a good historical “war” book. I’ll definitely check it out.