Another Evergreen book update. I just finished Plum Johnson’s They Left Us Everything. It covers the year and a half or so after the death of Johnson’s mother as she works to clear out the family home and prepare it for sale.
It was an interesting read, but it was one of those books where I just could not relate at all to the people in it. I would say that Johnson comes from a relatively privileged background, the family home was full of family artifacts that could be traced back for centuries. Her family was full of prominent people doing important things and leaving behind solid records. They lived in that huge lakefront home for well over five decades, some of them were born, married, and buried there. There was just such a wealth of family history for her and her siblings to go through. I don’t know if it was jealousy or what, but as I was reading this I kept thinking I don’t really care. There was a lot that Johnson (at least in my view) almost treated like a burden, but that I think I would see as a blessing. I will admit that she seems to change her tune towards the end, but by that point I didn’t really like the person I was reading about. I know that makes me sound callous, but that’s just how I felt.
Maybe this is a book I would have appreciated more if I encountered it at a different stage in my life, but reading it now I simply didn’t care for it.