Book swap

When people say "book swap," they usually mean that people trade books. Books that are actually written--actual books.

Last week, my husband Jarda and I had a book swap, but we traded unwritten books, not "real" books. We have been working on a book, 21st Century Christianity, for at least 3 years, with no end in sight. I think part of the problem is that we writing it together, but we don't share a common vision for the book. My husband leans toward the theoretical, I toward the practical. So the book is passed back and forth, with little progress or clarity of direction gained.

We had just met a nice German man, from Bayreuth, at Dacicky restaurant in Kutna Hora. Our seats were in the beer garden, which has long tables and benches. He was alone, there on business, so he sat by us, and we began to chat.

My sweet husband Jarda at Dacicky
This man had grown up in Dresden under communism, so the topic of conversation became my husband's long, convoluted saga from Prague to Macon, Georgia. Along the way, we heard the famous stories of my husband's life: "There are no antennas in this chimney!"; making up imagined conversations between American pilots flying over West Germany to file as official reports, as the limited Czech radio equipment could not capture real conversations; living in Saxony, Norway, Cambridge, Macon, New York City, and so on, to 17 years in Florida; the ILI executive education programs we ran, etc. The man was intrigued with Jarda's tale and urged him to write a book about his life. This is by far not the first time someone wanted him to do so!

Later at the hotel, I suggested he finally write his autobiography, and I finish 21st Century Christianity. Jarda agreed, so our book swap is now official!


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