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Oprah Says: “Read it!”

The Big O had a fuss with Jonathan Franzen nine years ago. Oprah picked him to be the next bestselling author in the world, and he was worried it would detract from his literary viability. (She cancelled his appearance on her show for that.)

Time heals all wounds, I guess. She has given her stamp of approval to Franzen’s latest: Freedom. It’s his fourth novel, a funny, and forgiving portrait of a Midwestern family. Patty and Walter Berglund find each other early: a pretty jock and a budding lawyer who make a family and a life together, but slowly lose track of each other. The characters are the thing here.

Oprah recommends, and people respond. It’s currently the #1 selling book in America. Will people read it? The early word of mouth is good which may translate to readers. (I once had a shelf-full of John Steinbeck novels with the Oprah stamp, and not one looked to have been read.)

You can be the judge!

Bye-bye!

It seems we hardly knew ye! Last full day of summer today. BAM! Just like that, summer is here and gone. Now, the intermittant car air conditioner can cure itself miraculously and I’ll have a full winter of frosty cold air blowing at me. Delicious!

I’m trying to remember the cold weather. We weren’t wishing for summer then, were we? Do we always want what isn’t readily available?

Nah.

I remember sitting at a cafe table outside in Colorado Springs some years ago, late summer and maybe seventy-something degrees, not a mosquito, gnat, or horsefly in sight, thinking “this is as good as it gets.” Of course, I don’t live in Colorado Springs, so maybe I was wanting what wasn’t readily available after all.

It’s good to look for the greener grass. (Unless you’re a dog owner walking in your back yard, in which case that lush area may have footwear implications.) Nothing wrong with wanting the better life. A comfort zone. Security. Freedom.

We don’t want to miss the garden on this side of the fence though. One of my favorites is looking up at the clouds over the Oklahoma skies and recalling how they sometimes look just like the arrangements over the Caribbean. So beautiful there, because it is foreign and exotic.

I’m looking for something special close to home today. A thing that is world-class special, and located right here in Broken Arrow, Oklahoma.

Bet I find it before a few hours are out.

Look through new eyes!

Traditions

You do something the same way over time and it ends up either being a bad habit or a tradition. If you spit off the railroad bridge on Halloween night for good luck, that’s a tradition. If you spit on the dining room floor after sampling the pea soup – not so much.

The cameras zoomed in on the student section at the OU-Air Force game Saturday. The issue was the national anthem. Sitting in the student section with my daughter a few years ago, I was singing along (I’m a closet national anthem fan and sing it in the shower) and at the end, when I hit the word “Brave,” others yelled “Sooners!”

I got over my confusion pretty quickly. School spirit is pretty easy to recognize, especially when sitting (I should say “standing,” as we rarely sat) in the student section. When the Air Force Academy came to town this weekend, there was a call by Coach Stoops to “sing it right.”

Stoops is a blue-collar-work-ethic, patriotic, public figure. His discomfort over the altered words is understandable. He’d rather hear cheers on defensive stands to intimidate the opponent. He’s called out the crowd in the past a couple of times, thinking it ought to be a little more raucous at OU games.

It was great to see the television news video after the game. The camera crew pointed their lens at the crowd for the anthem finale and gathered in images of about a dozen singing faces. All I saw was “and the home of the – BRAVE!” It may not have been unanimous, but – then again – it may well have been.

Good for the students, and good for Coach Stoops. Not all school-spirit traditions pan out. Texas A&M students will remember the bonfire that got so out-of-control with tradition, that twelve people died when it collapsed. Singing “home of the Sooners!” isn’t quite so dangerous, obviously. Still, under the scrutiny of outsiders (and even some OU insiders) it was easily depicted as irreverent at best, to the extreme of unpatriotic.

I don’t think Sooner students are unpatriotic. By virtue of the respect and comraderie displayed after the game, there is a wellspring of patriotism for the country and its armed forces, and respect for the opinion of the coach.

Norman is the home of the OU Sooners. They did their administration proud when they made the Air Force Academy and its followers feel at home there. For all the negative views about college athletics, the Saturday activities showed a positive side to fans and fanaticism.

Read about the Home of the Other Traditions!

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