My house has nine doors and four doorknobs. Doorknobs have been a challenge since we moved in eleven years ago. The house is almost a hundred-years-old and was built the year my mother was born. She, of course, has been gone a long time. The house is still standing, but it's difficult to move from room to room. I've fixed the doorknobs, to the best of my ability, over and over, and they always fall off the next day. A carpenter told me last week the problem isn't the doorknobs. It's the doors. I have to face the facts, the carpenter said. I need new doors. Can you help me find some, I asked. Century old doors can't be easy to locate. He said he'd keep his eyes open. No promises. I could tell he didn't mean it. So it's up to me to find doors, something I've never done. I should have looked this weekend. Instead, I read How to Live: A Life of Montaigne in One Question and Twenty Attempts at an Answer by Sarah Bakewell. It's won several awards and I highly recommend it. It's probably best to read Montaigne's essays first. I read several of them in college. Now I want to read them all.