Admiring intriguing characters
I have finished reading "Lindbergh," by W. Scott Berg. Not too many surprises. I have read so much about him and his wife, Ann Morrow Lindbergh. You can tell that I am one of his admirers. Berg is a good writer. Lindy lived to be 84, I think. He planned his own burial. He saw to the digging of his grave on the island of Maui, Hawaii. Even the casket of natural wood was made there. The service was small and private, the hymns sung in Hawaiian. His epitaph reads, "If I take the wings of the morning and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea, even there Thy hand shall lead me and Thy right hand shall hold me," from the 139th Psalm.
Another person who was intriguing back in the 1940s was Mei-ling Soong who became Madame Chiang Kai-Shek. There were three Soong sisters, all educated in the U.S.
There was a wonderful book written about them. After her husband Chiang Kai-Shek died, she lived in the U.S. the rest of her life, living to the age of 105. She died not too long ago. I remember hearing when she visited the White House she requested satin sheets.
When my daughter Wanda and I traveled in China, our little Communist girl guide delighted in telling us how Chiang Kai-Shek was hiding in the summer palace and was captured by the Communist soldiers. She showed us the very window from which he tried to escape. He was trying to start a more democratic country.
An opinion writer says in the Wichita Eagle that the way to stop those suicide bombers would be to make it a law that the Iraqis be forced to go naked.
— NORMA HANNAFORD
