Dad loves Boys Books. He collected series such as Henty, Whitman, Kelland, Langworth, Saalfield, Maitland and more. The shelves of these adventure stories covered an entire wall, floor-to-ceiling in his den library. It’s wonderful to know that he read every book in his collection more than once. He enjoyed The Airplane Boys, Mark Tidd, The Lion, and The Boy Knight, The West Point and Annapolis series, The Boy Allies. Dad also read young adult selections by Zane Grey, Roy Rogers, and Gene Autry, and the Camp Fire and Trail by Leslie. Eventually, he sold most of his collection as his Lewy Body Dementia made it impossible to read, comprehend and enjoy the stories.
To help Dad continue to enjoy his hobby of reading, I shared audio books with him. It never worked. Then I read to him and sometimes he enjoyed it for a few minutes but would usually fall asleep. Coffee table books with large images still seem to hold his interest. Yet they are a far cry from his afternoons sitting under the apple tree with a good book in front of his childhood home. I know because I am a reader too. There is nothing better than being immersed in a good book.
Recently, we rediscovered Disney movies instead of books. Adventure stories with people and animals are Dad’s favorites. Homeward Bound, Call of the Wild, and White Fang have been engaging for him. He is interested enough to watch an entire movie similar to being captured by a good book. Next I am going to try the Huck Finn movie to see if he likes it.
Today as the movie started and the Disney Castle scrolled onto the screen, Dad said, “That could be their church.” We chuckled at the idea and agreed we knew a lot of folks who loved everything Disney. Speaking of Disney, I only remember Dad being with me one time at Disneyland. As we entered the park, he asked, “What kind of a mickey mouse place is this?”