The Old Man and the Sea by Ernest Hemingway
 
  “Fisherman Up”       I read  The Old Man and the Sea  by Ernest Hemingway  because I had it one of my piles of books. What I really was looking forward to reading was the novel I had ordered,  The Hundred-Foot Journey  by Richard C. Morais .  It was due to arrive in the mail in a day or two, so I didn’t want to start another book.  Then I spotted “The Old Man” and thought, what the heck.  I’ll read this book in between, because it’s very short and  it’s a modern classic. To tell the truth, I wasn’t expecting all that much.  I know it’s supposed to be this great novella.  After all, Hemingway won a Pulitzer Prize for it, so it couldn’t be all that bad—but it was about fishing.  I have about as much interest in fishing as I have about what’s under the hood of my car. But brevity is sometimes a great lure (no fishing pun intended), so I dove right in.      Surprisingly, I did   like it.  It wasn’t just  ...
