Songs without Words by Ann Packer

What are friends for? The author of The Dive from Clausen’s Pier continues to explore this theme, this time within the context of family scenario set in the Bay Area. This is a very dark tale, so expect to be depressed by the characters and the story. I couldn’t put it down, but I can’t say I enjoyed it. In fact, if you’re already depressed, don’t read this book. Frankly, I can’t believe it was a bestseller. 


A is for Alibi by Sue Grafton

A little trash mystery to clear my brain. The last time I read Grafton, I followed private detective Kinsey Millhone through to the H book. She may have completed the alphabet by now, but I’m starting over, with her very first book. It’s light, fairly lively, and much more interesting than half the cop shows on television. 

 If I Live to Be 100 by Neenah Ellis

Interviews with centenarians for the NPR series, “One Hundred Years of Stories.” Stunning voices of people from all walks of life, all 100 or older. 

In no particular order, here are a few books I've read or tried to read recently. One was read for a book club, the others were just random picks from the library. If you're familiar with any of them, I'd be very interested to hear your opinion. 

Final Jeopardy by Linda Fairstein

I had great hopes for this first novel by a former NYC assistant district attorney, but the book fell far short of my expectations. This is a feather-light, breezy little mystery in which thinly developed characters run through familiar places, doing predictable things. If you like tourist versions of New York City and Martha's Vinyard, you'll love the setting. Easily forgettable.

The Ha-Ha: A Novel  by Dave King

Couldn't get through it. The first 25 pages introduced a meth addict, a brain damaged Vietnam Vet, and a soon-to-be-discarded kid. Too dark for my tastes. The author spoke at our library a few weeks ago about veterans and their issues. I planned to go, but didn't. 

Run by Ann Patchett

Absolutely loved this book! Her rich language and characters will stay in your memory forever. She introduces the reader to a side of Boston most people never see, where real people live. For more information, see my earlier post, What is a Family?

Le Divorce by Diane Johnson

This may be the best of Johnson's three ex-pat novels, but it's the slowest read. In spite of the leaden pace, I found Le Divorce to be the most satisfying story, with the roundest characters. You never know where she's going. If you like very precise language, chiseled characters and lively plots, you'll love Diane Johnson. She's a master storyteller. You don't need to know French to enjoy any book from this series, but it helps.

Health and Happiness by Diane Johnson

One of her early novels and my favorite, so far. H & H may have been the basis for ER, only better. A taut medical mystery/romance that will make you gasp, laugh, and cry, especially when you run out of pages. I couldn't put it down.


 

 

 

 

When I was little, I remember wondering why our family wasn't anything like the Nelsons, or other folks on television sit-coms. (My brother recently told me he asked the same question, so I guess I wasn't imagining things.)

My mother never wore an apron or greeted us with a smile when walked into the kitchen for breakfast. Au contraire!

We didn't go on picnics or play ball with Dad on Saturday afternoon. What was wrong with us?

Well, plenty, but nothing I was going to understand at age 10, 20 or even 30.

I just read Ann Patchett's novel Run, and in it, she cleared up much of my confusion. You know a novel is great when it helps you weave together disparate themes running through your life, then tie them into something  that makes sense. Run gave me just that type of epiphany, or Ah-Ha! moment. 

The novel covers roughly two days in the life of a contemporary Boston family that has never quite recovered from losing the wife/mother to cancer, 20 years earlier. The three sons -- two adopted -- are all bright, but involved in lives their father doesn't understand and can't quite condone. He's a former mayor of Boston, who fully expected at least one of his children to follow his path into public service. To his dismay, not one of them is even slightly interested in politics. 

A traffic accident changes everything, and the individual parts of this family are parsed, turned upside down, and reconnected. 

All in all, the family comes out stronger than it ever was. I won't go into the details because that would ruin the fine, uplifting story for those who want to read the book, which I'd highly recommend. 

What I took away from Run is this: Sometimes bad luck brings a good outcome, but you have to be alert to notice, and you must be open to change.

It says, if you're very, very lucky, you might get that big, warm family you always wanted and never thought you'd find. Maybe not forever, but at some point in your life. Warning: your ideal family might not look exactly like you expected.

Since my boy was raised as an only child in a single parent home, he longed for a brother. An older brother. It tore my heart out when he begged and pleaded, as only an 8-year-old can, for someone to play ball with, someone to look up to and learn from. With the straightest face I could muster, I told him it would be hard, but I'd try to find one for him.

Twenty-two years later, I came through with the goods. He and John, my new husband's oldest son, bonded almost instantly and, to this day, call each other brother. Who knew?

That should have been the first sign that luck was about to come my way, but I wasn't paying attention. It took years for me to notice that new lines of connection develop with each change in a family.

Each death ended one relationship and changed many others. Each divorce reconfigured family alliances. Some estrangements, although painful, ended up being benefits, in the long run.

Today, I'm very fortunate to have a larger, warmer, stronger family than I ever dared to dream of.

Since I grew up in a conventional, two-parent, two-kid household, at a time when traditional lines were all that counted, I never expected divorce to come my way, especially twice. Nor did I expect to remarry, especially not the last time, at 58. 

Today, not only have I gained three wonderful new children -- thank you Dave and two of his former wives! -- but also their spouses and children, not to mention two additional siblings, one with a spouse and four grown children.

On my side of the family, my son's in-laws are important to us, although they live in Germany. We've visited, they've visited; we write, they write. It's great. 

My son also has a delightful half brother who's important to all of us. As far as we're  concerned, there's no "half" in the relationship.   

In 2003,within a six month period, I remarried, my former husband died and our son got married in Germany. Which brings me to my first husband's third wife. Although she and I had not met before my son's wedding, the two of us took that happy day to form a unique and important bond, one that helped both of us move ahead in our lives. 

When I think of my family, as I did during the dreaded birthday week, these are the people I think of. These are the folks who count. And, none of these relationships would have been possible -- for me, at least -- without the reconfiguration of alliances that came with those accidents of life that take people away, or change the way they participate in the lives of others.

Once, survivors felt obligated to strictly maintain the family boundaries, long after the death of one of its members. That’s no longer the case.

And, In high school health class, we learned that divorce always "broke" families, right? Many of us found that to be untrue, through experience.

Once we got out on our own and built our own lives, we learned the hard way that blood is not the only family cement. In fact, sometimes the weakest links are those that follow bloodlines. 

Contrary to the old adage, you CAN pick and choose your relatives, and that's a good thing.

Our generation has tossed the concept of family on its head. We experienced divorce and remarriage on a scale unimaginable to earlier generations. We embraced the value of same-sex relationships, and single-parent adoptions. The choices we made over the last 30 years changed the very face of the family, maybe forever. 

As a result, many of us have spread our wings to take advantage of what life has brought us in the form of children-not-our-own, new grandchildren, new siblings, new "relatives" with no particular familial designation.  

Those who make our lives richer for being there are the most important people in our family, and that's one of the messages of Run.