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"His voice," thought Will, "I never noticed. It's the same
color as his hair." A theme that I see in Bradbury frequently is the idea of noticing life as you go through it. That's one of the things that I see in this book, and particularly in this sentence. Although a very weird book, one of the main points in this book - at least to me - is really knowing the people that are around us all the time, but who we really don't know or notice. To Will, his father was always just the librarian, prematurely white-haired, who spent his days, and many of his nights, puttering around the library. In the course of this extraordinary week, he really came to know his father, and notice things about him just a little deeper than the color of his hair. Like the texture of his voice. And the nature of his character. If you want to get a feel for this aspect of Bradbury, I heartily recommend Dandelion Wine, which is right up at the top of my list of favorite books. |