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Monday, 26 September 2016

Library Tales: Dedications VII

I've decided to included the book title and author after each dedication now (although I've already lost the first one) as it's almost always the first thing anyone asks about the dedication...

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To the Gang
Bear, Bunny, Cow, Bear 2, Polar Bear, the Baby Bears, polar Bear Gone to Paris, Malinda, Elise, and all of the others (including Valerie and Christine, of course)

To Elaine
who has put up with my being digital for exactly 11111 years
[Being Digital by Nicholas Negroponte]

To two individuals who have provided
comfort and solace in difficult times
and added to our pleasure in the good times -
Jim Beam and Johnnie Walker
[Epidemiology by David L. Streiner and Geoffrey R. Norman]

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A small break, a change in location, institutions, job title and pay grade (fortunately for the better)
And now, the dedications continue...


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The Laughing Buddha
Beside the pond in our garden is a statuette of a laughing Buddha. He stands with arm stretched upwards in joyous celebration. Except one arm is broken, the missing piece resting on the ground next to his feet. When the accident happened, I asked my husband to stick the piece back on. Noticing that the repair went undone for some considerable period of time, I enquired as to whether there was a problem. 'I quite  like it like that', was the response. Over time I have come to agree with him. The wounded laughing Buddha speaks of joy reaching through pain, of severed connections nevertheless sustained. It has more to say than the perfect model.
[Negotiating death in contemporary health and social care by Margaret Holloway]

For Deneige (at 30) and Andrew
and Jeremy (at 28) and Alison.
May you continue to retain your illusion of control.
[Anxiety and its disorders by David H. Barlow]

To the wonderful old times, and to an exciting future.
[Contemporary Intellectual Property]

For our families (undefined).
[Cohabitation]

'Look,' Aileen said. 'Forget Prozac. Forget Freud's abandonment of the seduction theory. Forget Jeffrey Masson - or is it Jackie Mason? The only thing that is going to revolutionize this profession is Bidding the Job.'
'I specialise in Christmas,' said the psychotherapist, a man named Sydney Poe, who wore an argyle sweater vest, shiny black oxfords, and no socks. 'Christmas specials. You feel better by Christmas or your last sessions free.'
'I like the sound of that,' said Aileen. It was already December the first. 'I like the sound of that a lot.'
(Lorrie Moore, 'Birds of America')
[Short-Term Psychotherapy by Alex Coren]

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