Notes from “Flint” by Louis L’Amour

I picked up this book from the shelf because I was thinking I could use some upbeat light reading. We have the whole set of his writing from my husband’s Dad so I it was hard to pick one. The first one I opened had a map of New Mexico in it with the Ice Caves and Malpais. We were there recently so I took it as a sign!

“From the earliest childhood she had been taught to accept responsibility, and to make her own decisions and abide by them. ‘Every youngster wants to be a grown up,’ her father had said, ‘but the difference between a child and an adult is not years, rather it’s a willingness to accept responsibility, to be responsible for one’s own actions.” I picked this quote out because it reminded me of the way I think we should raise our kids. We need to allow our kids to make their own choices early. They get more experience that way. And experience is the only way we mature. It’s better for them to get that experience while making minor choices with a parent nearby to help, than to learn it on their own when they are 18.

“Like a fat, enormous snake it lay stretched across the country, a black and ugly mass of twisted, rope like rock, clinkers and piles of lava, that looked like hell with the fires out, filling its sterile sink and winding south and north for many miles.” Can’t you just see it? I’ve been there. It looks just like that!

“There were books in some shelves across the room, and he went to look at them. Charles Dickens, Anthony Trollope, Sir Walter Scott, Washington Irving, Shakespeare, Hume’s History of England. He was not surprised by the quality of the authors, for he had read the journals of the trappers who came West, and he had known many Western men, and knew of the books they read.” Funny to think those trappers would read those books but then most people read that stuff back then, until our school system created a bunch of illiterate sheep to be led by government. Sorry. I’m in a mood.

It was interesting to read about how western rancher accumulated land, how the railroad people did, and those that came out to steal it. I’d like to read more about that.

Nancy “My father was a great believer in children being given responsibility, Jim. He game me things to do as early as I can remember. And he used to talk to me about the ranch, and explain everything he did, and why he did it.” That’s my kind of parent.

Lottie “loved her father but for the first time she realized that his grandiose schemes would never come to anything. Lately he had begun to whine and blame his failures on others.” That’s the definition of a lack of responsibility, immaturity. Lottie and her father are the opposite of Nancy and Jim.

“I no longer know whose fight it is. Maybe injustice is everyone’s fight, now and forever.” Yes. Yes it is. And no matter how big and powerful the “bad guy” is, we have to fight. Even if we know we will lose.

It’s just a nice book with a few great simple characters. It makes my heart warm.