Summary of J.R. Moehringer's The Tender Bar
Everest Media
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Publisher:
Everest Media LLC
Everest Media LLC
DRM:
Watermark
Watermark
Publication Year:
2022
2022
ISBN-13:
9781669357322
Description:
Please note: This is a companion version & not the original book.
Sample Book Insights:
#1 When I was seven years old, I saw nine men in orange softball uniforms racing around Memorial Field, the silhouette of Charles Dickens silk-screened on their chests. They were competitors, but they never stopped laughing. I laughed harder than anyone.
#2 I remember the game well, and the beginning of my relationship with time. I wanted to watch the men forever, so I could understand what was so funny. I lived with my grandfather, Grandpa, and my mother’s two grown siblings.
#3 My father was a popular rock ’n’ roll disc jockey, and his plummy baritone flew down the Hudson River. He would speak each day into a large microphone in New York City, and his voice would burst from the radio on Grandpa’s kitchen table.
#4 The Voice was my only connection to the masculine world. I listened so attentively to The Voice that I became a prodigy at selective listening, which I thought was a gift until it proved to be a curse.
Sample Book Insights:
#1 When I was seven years old, I saw nine men in orange softball uniforms racing around Memorial Field, the silhouette of Charles Dickens silk-screened on their chests. They were competitors, but they never stopped laughing. I laughed harder than anyone.
#2 I remember the game well, and the beginning of my relationship with time. I wanted to watch the men forever, so I could understand what was so funny. I lived with my grandfather, Grandpa, and my mother’s two grown siblings.
#3 My father was a popular rock ’n’ roll disc jockey, and his plummy baritone flew down the Hudson River. He would speak each day into a large microphone in New York City, and his voice would burst from the radio on Grandpa’s kitchen table.
#4 The Voice was my only connection to the masculine world. I listened so attentively to The Voice that I became a prodigy at selective listening, which I thought was a gift until it proved to be a curse.
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