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Many former and current paratroopers still pay homage to the memory of this great man. Gavin is buried in the cemetery at the United States Military Academy at West Point, New York. Each year on 6 June, his wife Jean, other family members, and members of the 82nd Airborne Division Association, both officers and enlisted, gather for a D-Day memorial to honor one of the greatest leaders of the war. Gavin led the 505th Parachute Infantry Regiment on airborne drops into Sicily and Salerno, and later he led the entire 82nd Airborne Division on the Normandy and Market Garden jumps. It is a fitting tribute that the impact of his legacy still lives on in the hearts of the men and women who knew him and went to war with him. If you want to understand why his memory still inspires many of us in uniform, read this book. (You can also get more insight into the man by reading the several books that Gavin wrote himself, like Crisis Now, Airborne Warfare, and On To Berlin.)
Highly recommended for all paratroopers and anyone who interacts with military professionals.
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With this book, Jack Kotz takes the "reader" on a journey though his life, and the lives of people that have influenced him greatly. The title of the book concerns his grandmother, Myrtle Booth, and the garden is, to put it simply, her world. The photographs show a mixture of the desolation and the beauty that can be found in rural Mississippi and Tennessee. Words don't really describe the effect that the morning fog has as it slowly rolls across the gardens and the sunlight breaks through the clouds striking the differing textures of the vegetables in all their variety of colors so Jack has attempted this with his camera.
You are taken on a journey here with Ms. Booth as she visits the church where she performed her duties to the community and the Lord as organist for 70 plus years, You see the ladies and their quilts which vibrate with color. You meet what seems to be plain country folk who, as you get to know them through the pictures, come alive with a variety of experience that would astound the casual person.
You see the beauty that Jack has grown with as the sunlight reflects off the moss of the dark green pond and then note the lights of the few lamps as dusk slowly falls across the town or the storm approaches over the plains.
You are taken over a journey through a town kept alive by its grocery store and the church and then you find the strange beauty of a household freezer as you see the colors of all the vegetables spring into your eyes.
Finally you see the spirit of Ms. Booth as she is constantly on the move. Age seems to have slowed her but not stopped her. First she is with a cane, then a walker, then a wheelchair but always she is moving forward and facing life with a zest that seems to have strongly affected her oldest grandson.
I say that with knowledge and pride being Ms. Booth's youngest grandson. I received the book today and looked at it at my office. The pictures brought many memories and emotions rushing back to me. At times I just stopped and felt myself drawn into the picture. I felt the air as it closed around me, sometimes hot with humidity and sometimes cool. I heard the birds in the background and sometimes even the logging trucks as they roared down the highway. I smelled the air, sometimes redolent with auromas that can be found in the country and other times full with the smell of corn bread, fried chicken, and peach pies. I saw my grandmother as she would slowly march forward through life stopping to inspect and everything until she was satisfied and then moving on to her next stopping point. I also saw Jack. I saw him walking through the country and stopping as the mixture of light and shadows caught his eye. I saw him driving down the road and having to stop to take a picture as he saw the clouds slowly obscure the mountain that he was viewing. I saw Jack and Ms. Booth walking hand and hand through her garden...and it was breathtaking.