Love my lit club!
Mom and I belong to the Woman’s Literary Club of Corydon. It was established in 1878 (NO, I am not one of the founding members — ha, ha, ain’t you funny). Our flower is the violet and our colors are purple and white. We’ve changed our meeting place and our meeting day, but it’s still once a month and it’s still from 2:15 to 4:15. That time was chosen by the original membership because it gave them time to clean up from the midday meal and get home in time to make the evening meal.
When I was recruited into the club, membership was down to (if I remember correctly) five members. The then-president, who became my first and best Corydon friend, the late and lamented Mildred Kepner O’Bannon, put a sign-up sheet in the library, but insisted on an interview before inviting those signing up to actually visit the club.
Mildred — No, I’ll talk about Mildred another day; there’s too much to tell.
The club originally was like other clubs: everybody read the same book and then discussed it. We’ve since changed that. We pick a theme at the beginning of the year, and individuals volunteer to give the program or provide the refreshments month-by-month. This year, I’m doing the program in October and the refreshments in June of 2014 (our year begins in July). Our theme this year is Children’s Books. Freddy the Pig, anyone?
We’re ladies of various ages, marital statuses, and interests, but we all get along; we all like each other; we disagree on this or that, but we laugh and care and share. Joining “ladies’ club” was one of the best choices I ever made.
A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: Would you rather be in a group where everyone discusses the same book, or where you can read what you want within a theme but then give a program about it?