A fitting tribute, Rose.
I just came back from a week's vacation on a Newfound Lake in New Hampshire, where we've been going since 1972. Beautiful setting, a perfect vacation.
I read Game Six by Mark Frost, about the 1975 World Series between Boston Red Sox and Cincinnati Reds. Not as good as Bottom of the 33rd, but very good, especially for us rabid fans of Red Sox nation.
Also, I read the Dead Irish, by John Lescroart. Good, but definitely second tier (after JLB and MC).
Thirdly, I read, if you can believe it, Stephenie Meyer's The Host. I'd read some very positive reviews. It's her first novel aimed at adults. I can see why teenagers are hooked on the Twilight series. She is not a great writer, but a very good story teller. Perfect for vacation reading.
I'm now in the midst of Elizabeth George's most recent This Body of Death. I think it will take some doing to top What Came Before He Shot Her, but it seems promising.