Livre d'Or

You've just reminded me of a book I picked up in an Amtrak shop last year on the way to getting on the train, The Story of Chicago May by Nuala O'Faolain. It seemed to me a necessary book, not always easy to read; I put it away at one point, and then sighed at myself, and pulled it back out. Woke up five hours later as the train pulled into my destination.

There you have a writer journalist teacher who I think made her name writing memoirs. (Apologies because this was a while ago and am going from memory.) I liked that she noted upfront her presence in the book. And also the degree to which the book was speculation, and about her own journey through exploring Mae's story.