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Celeste and I watched The Bridges of Madison County last night. I had read the book and had seen the movie back in the olden days, and, further, I once reviewed an essay that Robert James Waller submitted for possible inclusion in Chicken Soup for the Couple’s Soul. (I recall I rated the essay as “Definitely Chicken Soupy,” but, while my own name appears in the first edition of Chicken Soup, Professor Waller’s name does not. I suspected its absence may have been a collateral consequence of the dissolution of Waller’s seemingly solid, long-term marriage shortly before the book went to press). The movie, last night, was hardly at all like what I remembered, but I wept over it and gave it five stars, same as I had in the olden days. Celeste, seeing it for her first time, likewise indicated her approval.
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