Monday, February 20, 2006

Clara Breed

Have a look at this story about Clara Breed, a San Diego librarian who in the 1940s, outraged at the internment of her young Japanese-American patrons, sent them books at the internment camp at Poston. Joanne Oppenheim has a new book about Breed, Dear Miss Breed, which is being reviewed in the March issue of the HB, and the magazine also had an earlier part to play in the story, publishing Miss Breed's contemporary account of the situation. I'll get that uploaded for you when the office opens tomorrow.

12 comments:

Linda Sue Park said...

Thank you, Roger. I'm so glad to learn about this book and look forward to reading it.

rindambyers said...

Another preacher's daughter, yeah! We're a fiesty bunch, we are. Wow! What a wonderful lady.

Fern said...

What a wonderful story! (I do so like librarians.) Coincidentally I just read the 1946 Newbery Honor Book *The Moved-Outers* (1945) by Florence Crannell Means, another preacher's daughter. This timely novel set in California fleshes out the experiences and places mentioned in the article (like living at the Santa Anita racetrack and doing carpentry there). I don't know where Ms. Means got her information, but the strength of the novel is those detail

shewhousuallydoesn'tdothistypeofthing said...

Well, things are slowing down again and I do dislike being smug but it's been two weeks since the food section appeared. What's the matter, did our food editor walk out in a snit because you dumped all over her literary hero or did you overedit the vichysoisse again? Whatever - do you know what it's like to sit around day after day with no idea what to do with one's char?

shewhousuallydoesn'tdothistypeofthing said...

Why don't you give the food section to Richard? You can turn the blog into books and breakfast. Only don't limit yourself to breakfast, because, let's face it, who cares about breakfast. Wouldn't he like to play too? Did you even ask him?

shewhousuallydoesn'tdothistypeofthing said...

Furthermore, I don't care if it's Shakespeare or some YA piece of fluff, I do wish everyone would stop turning books into the vegetables of the entertainment dinner. I wouldn't watch West Wing either (well, in point of fact, I DON'T watch West Wing but I wish to give you an example you will understand, Roger, dear,) if people were going on and on about how are we ever going to get today's youth to watch it?

shewhousuallydoesn'tdothistypeofthing said...

In fact, let's leave breakfast out of it altogether. The only proper way to greet the morn is to growl loudly and throw things. Perhaps we should call it books and edible by-products. That should build a readership in no time.

shewhousuallydoesn'tdothistypeofthing said...

Andy, explain to him how a paper is never made up entirely out of editorials. However, now you will get people lobbying for sports sections and fashion sections. Don't you listen to them.

Andy Laties said...

Ummmm, yes. Roger, a paper is never made up entirely of editorials....

(Breakfast suggestion? Need a protein boost to start the day? Perhaps -- some Worms And Dirt -- via THE OUTSIDE INN by George Ella Lyon, ill. Vera Rosenberry -- get excellent mealworms at www.hotlix.com)

Andy

shewhousuallydoesn'tdothistypeofthing said...

Well, all right, you can have a fashion section but it cannot consist ENTIRELY of bow ties.

Roger Sutton said...

In the movie Pleasantville, the Reese Witherspoon character, after a mildly debauched adolescence, renounces it in favor of a life devoted to books. "The slut thing got kind of old," she confesses to her brother. Might I suggest that the food thing is getting kind of old, and that posters learn to both choose their moments and stay on topic.

shewhousuallydoesn'tdothistypeofthing said...

Andy, I looked up the worm lollipops on the web site you mentioned and they're incredible. Who in the world buys this stuff?