Book Clubs

This morning my mom told me that one of her fellow book club members just died. (The deceased member isn't the first in Mom's club to pass on to the Big Book Club in the Sky.) This bit of information made me think about the book club to which I belong. It's quite different than Mom's club. No one has died in my club; but that isn't the only difference. Shall I list more? Okay.

*Mom is one of the youngest members of her club; I'm the oldest in mine. (I must act younger than my age.)
*Mom's club has to "vote in" new members; we are non-exclusive. (Hey, they took me!)
*One member of Mom's club reads a book and reports on it each month--kind of like a book report. We all (or mostly all) read the same book.
*Mom's club spends most of their meeting learning and asking questions about the book. We spend a few minutes talking about the book, but the discussion always involves other subjects (i.e. husbands, children, diets, etc.)
*The non-widows in Mom's club invite their husbands to a summer book club social. Our husbands are busy taking care of our children while we're occupied in club meetings.
*The members of Mom's book club are all empty-nesters. Excepting the single lady members, the rest of us still have growing children living under our roofs.
*Mom's book club probably would never choose to read "The Story of Edgar Sawtelle" and "100 Years of Solitude." Unfortunately, ours did.
*Mom doesn't particularly enjoy attending her book club meetings. Book club is a monthly highlight for me.