{"id":3233,"date":"2016-01-06T08:57:35","date_gmt":"2016-01-06T14:57:35","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blogs.iwu.edu\/johnupdikesociety\/?p=3233"},"modified":"2016-01-06T10:35:41","modified_gmt":"2016-01-06T16:35:41","slug":"updike-edited-gift-recalled","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.iwu.edu\/johnupdikesociety\/2016\/01\/06\/updike-edited-gift-recalled\/","title":{"rendered":"Updike-edited gift recalled"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"Screen<\/a>In the online “Books: The gift I’ll never forget” section of The Guardian<\/em>, Sloane Crosley recently shared “The book that reminded me America could be magical too.”<\/a><\/p>\n

It was 1999 and Crosley, who was studying in Scotland and reluctant to leave, recalled how she “fell in love with Edinburgh so intensely” that she “literally fell (first night, Victoria Street, knees skinned). A magical place that smells of salt, hops and sewage, and features a sizable castle sticking up in the middle, Edinburgh was mind-blowing to a young American.”<\/p>\n

She talks about how her\u00a0parents, never good gift-givers, found the perfect way to welcome her\u00a0home. “There, waiting on my bed, was a 775-page brick of a book. The Best American Short Stories of the Century<\/a><\/em>, edited by John Updike and inscribed by my father: ‘Welcome to America – we’re not so bad.’<\/p>\n

“I had not spoken to my parents about how sad I was to leave Scotland. I had barely spoken to them about how much I loved it. But still, they knew. Not only that, they acted on that knowing without laundering it through their own impulses. They did not buy me thistle-patterned linens or play bagpipe recordings. This was a gift truly for me; 100 reminders of why home was still beautiful and funny and complex.”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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