Summary of Roger Angell's Let Me Finish

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#1 My mother, who was a fiction editor, and her friend Andy White, a writer of casuals and poetry, drove me around in an eight-year-old Pierce-Arrow touring car in 1928. They soon got a secondhand beige-and-black 1928 Plymouth roadster.

#2 I was a New York City kid who knew the subways and museums by heart, but in the 1930s, I got out of town a lot, mostly by car. I drove to Bear Mountain and Atlantic City and Gettysburg and Niagara Falls.

#3 I would go on some of these bygone trips just to take a stroll down memory lane. I would not do this for the sake of nostalgia, but to find some thread that connects these outings and sometimes puts Canandaigua or Kirksville back in my head when I wake up at night.

#4 Driving with Tex, I learned about the corrupt but colorful governor of Texas, Ma Ferguson. We had no radio, but stayed alert anyway. We saw a buzzard aloft and a rare North Dakota license plate.

• Language: English
• Publisher: IRB Media
• Release date: Jul 7, 2022
• ISBN: 9798822543379

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Insights on Roger Angell's Let Me Finish

Contents

Insights from Chapter 1

Insights from Chapter 2

Insights from Chapter 3

Insights from Chapter 4

Insights from Chapter 5

Insights from Chapter 6

Insights from Chapter 7

Insights from Chapter 8

Insights from Chapter 9

Insights from Chapter 10

Insights from Chapter 11

Insights from Chapter 12

Insights from Chapter 13

Insights from Chapter 14

Insights from Chapter 15

Insights from Chapter 16

Insights from Chapter 17

Insights from Chapter 1

#1

My mother, who was a fiction editor, and her friend Andy White, a writer of casuals and poetry, drove me around in an eight-year-old Pierce-Arrow touring car in 1928. They soon got a secondhand beige-and-black 1928 Plymouth roadster.

#2

I was a New York City kid who knew the subways and museums by heart, but in the 1930s, I got out of town a lot, mostly by car. I drove to Bear Mountain and Atlantic City and Gettysburg and Niagara Falls.

#3

I would go on some of these bygone trips just to take a stroll down memory lane. I would not do this for the sake of nostalgia, but to find some thread that connects these outings and sometimes puts Canandaigua or Kirksville back in my head when I wake up at night.

#4

driving with Tex, I learned about the corrupt but colorful governor of Texas, Ma Ferguson. We had no radio, but stayed alert anyway. We saw a buzzard aloft and a rare North Dakota license plate.

#5

My father, who was a lawyer, loved to order his breakfast café au lait from a waitress. He would speak loudly and fashion the shape of a glass in the air, then pour the coffee and milk.

#6

I learned to drive in 1936, and in June sent five dollars to the Bureau of Motor Vehicles in Maine. I obtained a license. I took girls to the movies on Tuesday or Saturday nights. I had become Andy Hardy.

#7

In 1938, I went on a ride with three women from Smith College. I didn’t have a girlfriend, and it didn’t bother me. I was just excited to be in a car with a friend.

#8

Driving is a time of day for most