This morning, I finshed reading Dwight D. Eisenhower by Tom Wicker, part of the American Presidents series published by Henry Holt and Company through its Times Books arm.
On my small legal notepad, I only wrote the title, the author, the year of publication (2002), the publishing company and "New York." No notes. Just "Omar Bradley" in the margin, to look up on Google out of curiosity about what that general did in his career. No notes about books Eisenhower read, because the only mention was the Western novels he so loved, and I knew that from Going Home to Glory by David Eisenhower.
I liked the detail that Wicker brought to Eisenhower's presidency, but I don't want all the books I read to be like this, because then I won't have my three books to write. But it was nice to have a break from writing down page numbers and which paragraphs I wanted to transcribe. That's necessary when they're long paragraphs. I don't get writer's cramp, but I do get bored with long handwritten transcription.
Next is Franklin Delano Roosevelt by Roy Jenkins. I love hopscotching through history.