
Continuing with Summer Reads:
Lenten Lands: My Childhood with Joy Davidman and C.S. Lewis by Douglas H. Gresham is another book I had on my shelf for years and finally picked up a few months ago. The story is good and a quick read. One story I have to share takes place when C.S. (Jack) Lewis and Joy take a trip to Greece with two friends. At this point Joy's cancer had returned, but they took the trip anyway. In the words of Joy's son Douglas, "It was at Mycenae that Mother, at the limits of her endurance, decided that the famous lion gate was as far as she could manage to walk. She told Jack that she could go no further and suggested that she sit and rest and that he go on with the rest of the party. Jack, of course, would have none of this and said that, as he was tired himself, he would sit with her and await the return of the rest of the party from the ruins at the top of the hill. Jack sat down, his heart aching for love of his Joy, his pride in her achievements, and his concern for her. A typical middle-aged, over-painted, over-weight tourist lady (perhaps jealous of all the attention lavished upon Jack and Mother) came puffing up the hill. Upon seeing that Mother and Jack had given up the idea of ascending to the top of the hill and had stopped to rest, she took the opportunity to make a snide comment. "Well!" she said, "you didn't get very far, did you?" Jack's iron self-control bent for a split second. "Oh, go and have a heart attack!" he snapped. This lady sniffed, raised her nose like a banner, followed it up the hill and, upon reaching the top, did precisely that! Jack and Mother, still sitting, resting, saw her carried down on a stretcher. Mother related this tale to me with a certain relish and enjoyment, almost with glee. Jack, on the other hand, was filled with horror and remorse. He felt deeply ashamed and guilty; whilst Mother's attitude was that it served the old bitch right, Jack's was that for him to wish ill upon another human being was a deeply shameful act and he was embarrassed and hurt by Mother's telling of the tale. He made her promise never to mention it again."
From the middle of Chapter 14