This is a clever breezy book about a family’s summer vacation from the perspective of the patriarch. He goes fishing, birdwatching, they attend parties and throw them, and they relax. Mr. Hobbs is often bossed around by his wife and children to do the manly activities like working the water pump and burning the trash.
“‘Every time you try to tear off a paper towel the roll falls into the sink. Look.’ Mrs. Hobbs pulled a paper towel and, as predicted, the roll disengaged itself and fell into the dishpan with a splash. ‘See.’
Mr. Hobbs made the requested memoranda. ‘If you knew it was going to fall in the water that was a silly thing to do,’ he said.”
“Kate lay stretched out on the forward deck, engrossed in her ceaseless struggle to be more sunburned than any other girl in America.”
“It was a gala weekend for all except the lobsters for whom it was a dismal massacre.”
The film version starring Jimmy Stewart is less relaxing but equally entertaining.
My copy comes from a VA hospital.