For the Sins of My Father: The Legacy of a Mafia Life by Al DeMeo
288 pages
Completed 4/24/11
For a tale of death, greed, murder, and cheating, DeMeo's story of his childhood with his Mafioso father was heartwarming. A man who truly seemed to care for his only son, yet struggling with keeping up his obligations, the elder DeMeo's luck finally runs out; as does the younger's.
Planning to stage his father's murder, helping him to establish identities in the Bahamas, and meeting hordes of "uncles,' the younger DeMeo revisits the moment when he realized his father was not just a used car salesman. With poignancy that would touch any reader, the discovery of his father dead leaves Al in shock, as does the subsequent "tell-all" books and a legal case that seems to never go away. An easy read, it is still as full of heart as any father-son story.
52 books in 52 weeks: What began as a 52-(200+ page) books-in-52-weeks challenge in January 2010 has turned into my own way of remembering the multitudes of books I read. While I came oh-so-close to my goal that first year, I did not succeed. 2011, here I come!
Showing posts with label memoir. Show all posts
Showing posts with label memoir. Show all posts
Monday, April 25, 2011
2011: Book 39
Labels:
childhood memories,
coming of age,
guns,
Italian,
lawyers,
Long Island,
Mafia,
memoir,
murder,
New York City
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
2011: Book 36
Don't Wake Me at Doyles: The Remarkable Memoir of an Ordinary Irish Woman and Her Extraordinary Life by Maura Murphy
400 pages
Completed 4/11/11
The tales of Maura Murphy cannot be ignored; a mother of nine, with lives in both England and Ireland, with stories of love and of woe, this memoir is poignantly terrific. Stricken by poverty and illness throughout her life, Murphy is then dealt the final blow; a cancer diagnosis. With journal entries of each of her children and her husband intermitently making appearances, the reader is given a glimpse into the reasons, and effects of Maura being Maura.
A full-life memoir, the kind I rarely read, this one was worth it. And it was okay to be a bit perturbed by Murphy and her actions; she makes no exscuses, and is fine in - and with - her ways. As she ages, her decisions become clearer, and one cannot help but be on her side.
400 pages
Completed 4/11/11
The tales of Maura Murphy cannot be ignored; a mother of nine, with lives in both England and Ireland, with stories of love and of woe, this memoir is poignantly terrific. Stricken by poverty and illness throughout her life, Murphy is then dealt the final blow; a cancer diagnosis. With journal entries of each of her children and her husband intermitently making appearances, the reader is given a glimpse into the reasons, and effects of Maura being Maura.
A full-life memoir, the kind I rarely read, this one was worth it. And it was okay to be a bit perturbed by Murphy and her actions; she makes no exscuses, and is fine in - and with - her ways. As she ages, her decisions become clearer, and one cannot help but be on her side.
Labels:
alcoholism,
cancer,
Catholic,
children,
family,
Irish,
memoir,
mental illness,
poverty,
religion
Friday, April 8, 2011
2011: Book #33
Cheerful Money by Tad Friend
368 pages
Completed 3/31/11
This memoir was obnoxious, and not in an entertaining way. The woe-is-me tale of a rich boy with a rich familial history and hob-nobbing years anaylzed in a heavy Freudian manner gained zero sympathy for me. Reporting that he spent $130k on therapy, I was even less inclined to like Friend.
The intense family tree reckonings confused me; I could not keep the names and the sides straight, and forget it when his wife came into play. With oh-so-brief glimpses into such a rich life, this book was more sociological than memoir. Disappointing.
368 pages
Completed 3/31/11
This memoir was obnoxious, and not in an entertaining way. The woe-is-me tale of a rich boy with a rich familial history and hob-nobbing years anaylzed in a heavy Freudian manner gained zero sympathy for me. Reporting that he spent $130k on therapy, I was even less inclined to like Friend.
The intense family tree reckonings confused me; I could not keep the names and the sides straight, and forget it when his wife came into play. With oh-so-brief glimpses into such a rich life, this book was more sociological than memoir. Disappointing.
Sunday, March 27, 2011
2011: Book 32
Juicy: Confessions of a Former Baseball Wife by Jessica Canseco
256 pages
Completed 3/27/11
This book was not great; I should've put it down two chapters in, but I just could not stop reading it. Is that not the case of all trashy reads? Canseco tells the tale of how at 19, working at Hooters, she falls for MLB great Jose Canseco. With woes of a terrible sex life, his countless affairs, plastic surgery, steroid abuse, and the code of silence upheld by the baseball wives and girlfriends, this was an interesting, if terrible, read.
I couldn't help but feel for Canseco throughout the first half of the book; with her emotionally absent parents throughout her childhood, Jose didn't seem so bad. But after filing for divorce what seemed like 25 times, and yet still returning to his abusive, belittling, and disrespectful ways, I found myself just annoyed. After she brings a child into this odd union, I lost all respect. This was one of the rare memoirs I read and had no desire to research the author further.
256 pages
Completed 3/27/11
This book was not great; I should've put it down two chapters in, but I just could not stop reading it. Is that not the case of all trashy reads? Canseco tells the tale of how at 19, working at Hooters, she falls for MLB great Jose Canseco. With woes of a terrible sex life, his countless affairs, plastic surgery, steroid abuse, and the code of silence upheld by the baseball wives and girlfriends, this was an interesting, if terrible, read.
I couldn't help but feel for Canseco throughout the first half of the book; with her emotionally absent parents throughout her childhood, Jose didn't seem so bad. But after filing for divorce what seemed like 25 times, and yet still returning to his abusive, belittling, and disrespectful ways, I found myself just annoyed. After she brings a child into this odd union, I lost all respect. This was one of the rare memoirs I read and had no desire to research the author further.
2011: Book 31
Getting Stoned with Savaged Savages by J. Maarten Troost
256 pages
Completed 3/25/11
A follow-up to his tales in The Sex Lives of Cannibals, Troost offers stories of his return to the South Pacific. Not as entertaining as Sex Lives, Troost and his wife, Sylvia, are maintaing residence on a populated, civilized island, where adventures are not experiences, as they were previously.
Where British and French influences are merged with an influx of Indian culture, the islands that make up Vanuatu are odd, wrought with stereotypes, racism, and sex for sale, mixed with the occasional cyclone and cruise ship. Troost seems obsessed with two things throughout this stay; the local intoxicating drink, kava, and the island's history of cannibalism.
With the impending arrival of their first child, the Troosts ascend a volcano; just one of a series of odd choices. Sylvia eventually gives birth to a child who is revered by the community, yet they decide to return to the US, even after griping about the states through the book. I should've stopped with the original book.
256 pages
Completed 3/25/11
A follow-up to his tales in The Sex Lives of Cannibals, Troost offers stories of his return to the South Pacific. Not as entertaining as Sex Lives, Troost and his wife, Sylvia, are maintaing residence on a populated, civilized island, where adventures are not experiences, as they were previously.
Where British and French influences are merged with an influx of Indian culture, the islands that make up Vanuatu are odd, wrought with stereotypes, racism, and sex for sale, mixed with the occasional cyclone and cruise ship. Troost seems obsessed with two things throughout this stay; the local intoxicating drink, kava, and the island's history of cannibalism.
With the impending arrival of their first child, the Troosts ascend a volcano; just one of a series of odd choices. Sylvia eventually gives birth to a child who is revered by the community, yet they decide to return to the US, even after griping about the states through the book. I should've stopped with the original book.
Labels:
cannibalism,
Fiji,
island,
memoir,
sequel,
South Pacific
Thursday, March 24, 2011
2011: Book 30
Slow Motion: A Memoir of a Life Rescued by Tragedy by Dani Shapiro
256 pages
Completed 3/24/11
Living the high life with her married boyfriend, Dani Shapiro is a college dropout in the eighties whose drinking problem is spiraling out of control when she gets a call that will change the course of her life. When she reports to the hospital where both of her parents lie after a horrific car accident, Shapiro has to make a lot of decisions, with almost no support.
With sufficient background information on her family and college-years, Shapiro manages to tell a moment-in-time memoir without leaving the reader guessing about much. The turn of events that leave her referring to time as before-the-accident and after-the-accident changes Shapiro in the nick of time.
256 pages
Completed 3/24/11
Living the high life with her married boyfriend, Dani Shapiro is a college dropout in the eighties whose drinking problem is spiraling out of control when she gets a call that will change the course of her life. When she reports to the hospital where both of her parents lie after a horrific car accident, Shapiro has to make a lot of decisions, with almost no support.
With sufficient background information on her family and college-years, Shapiro manages to tell a moment-in-time memoir without leaving the reader guessing about much. The turn of events that leave her referring to time as before-the-accident and after-the-accident changes Shapiro in the nick of time.
Monday, March 21, 2011
2011: Book 28
One Child by Torey Hayden
336 pages
Completed 3/21/11
The tale of a special education teacher whose classroom is upended when six-year-old Sheila, awaiting placement in a state ward after kidnapping and burning a three--year-old, arrives. Prone to violent outbursts, refusing to do work, and arriving day after day filthy and stinking, Sheila is a challenge for Hayden. Slowly but surely, she breaks through Sheila's walls, and discovers the child is gifted in more ways than one.
After suffering a trauma, Hayden expects Sheila to revert to her old ways, but the child is resilient. But the looming state commitment drives all around her to question whether that is the best option for this young child. I enjoyed this read; Hayden's feelings towards "her" children are heartfelt and true. While researching post-reading to see where Sheila is today, I found that Hayden wrote a follow-up to this book, which is on my PBS wish-list.
336 pages
Completed 3/21/11
The tale of a special education teacher whose classroom is upended when six-year-old Sheila, awaiting placement in a state ward after kidnapping and burning a three--year-old, arrives. Prone to violent outbursts, refusing to do work, and arriving day after day filthy and stinking, Sheila is a challenge for Hayden. Slowly but surely, she breaks through Sheila's walls, and discovers the child is gifted in more ways than one.
After suffering a trauma, Hayden expects Sheila to revert to her old ways, but the child is resilient. But the looming state commitment drives all around her to question whether that is the best option for this young child. I enjoyed this read; Hayden's feelings towards "her" children are heartfelt and true. While researching post-reading to see where Sheila is today, I found that Hayden wrote a follow-up to this book, which is on my PBS wish-list.
Labels:
abuse,
children,
memoir,
mental illness,
poverty,
special education,
teaching,
violence
Saturday, March 19, 2011
2011: Book 27
Ivy League Stripper by Heidi Mattson
288 pages
Completed 3/19/11
A feminist take on stripping - irony at it's finest. I am a fan of scandalous memoirs, but Mattson's holier-than-thou approach to stripping annoyed me. Having to take three years off of her undergraduate work at Brown University, Mattson finally comes to the conclusion, after several missteps and other considerations, that the best option for her is to join the staff at a topless bar. Expecting quite the story after this turn of events, I was disappointed when Mattson constantly wrote of being above the influence that the other girls' were under, introducing herself as a stripper and being okay with it while internally conflicted about telling her parents, and bashing her undergrad institution.
While her stories of night stripping were amusing, and the woes of the other girls heartbreaking, what stuck with me the most (and bothered me the most) was Mattson's view on the men. She repeatedly said she "remained friends" with customers, but also stated numerous times that she never mingled work and real life. Understanding the men, she claimed, was why she was so successful. Of course she understood them; she was topless, they were watching. Her "I-know-what's-best" voice simply bothered me.
288 pages
Completed 3/19/11
A feminist take on stripping - irony at it's finest. I am a fan of scandalous memoirs, but Mattson's holier-than-thou approach to stripping annoyed me. Having to take three years off of her undergraduate work at Brown University, Mattson finally comes to the conclusion, after several missteps and other considerations, that the best option for her is to join the staff at a topless bar. Expecting quite the story after this turn of events, I was disappointed when Mattson constantly wrote of being above the influence that the other girls' were under, introducing herself as a stripper and being okay with it while internally conflicted about telling her parents, and bashing her undergrad institution.
While her stories of night stripping were amusing, and the woes of the other girls heartbreaking, what stuck with me the most (and bothered me the most) was Mattson's view on the men. She repeatedly said she "remained friends" with customers, but also stated numerous times that she never mingled work and real life. Understanding the men, she claimed, was why she was so successful. Of course she understood them; she was topless, they were watching. Her "I-know-what's-best" voice simply bothered me.
Friday, March 18, 2011
2011: Book 26
A Three Dog Life by Abigail Thomas
192 pages
Completed 3/18/11
I have had a lot of extra reading time these past two months, and this may be the last time I do for a while, as my life in NYC seems to finally be taking off. But thinking that this memoir is my half point of my year's goal and it's only mid-March, I feel good!
Abigail Thomas' memoir following the debilitating accident of her husband, Rich, is interlaced with tales of her three pooches, making a life of her own, and her own grief dealing with her husband's brain injury. Honestly, the title was what first attracted me to this book, but then I was afraid to pull it out of my shelf in fears that the book would feature a death of one of her beloved pets (it did not). I finally got around to it, and my interest was piqued when I noticed Stephen King had said it was "the best memoir I have ever read." I did not share his feelings.
It was well written, and told an interesting, if brief, story. But that was it. I wasn't feeling any emotion, was not moved to further read about the author or her husband when I finished; I was just left uninspired. Luckily, it was a short read, but one I would not recommend for those seeking a tell-all memoir.
192 pages
Completed 3/18/11
I have had a lot of extra reading time these past two months, and this may be the last time I do for a while, as my life in NYC seems to finally be taking off. But thinking that this memoir is my half point of my year's goal and it's only mid-March, I feel good!
Abigail Thomas' memoir following the debilitating accident of her husband, Rich, is interlaced with tales of her three pooches, making a life of her own, and her own grief dealing with her husband's brain injury. Honestly, the title was what first attracted me to this book, but then I was afraid to pull it out of my shelf in fears that the book would feature a death of one of her beloved pets (it did not). I finally got around to it, and my interest was piqued when I noticed Stephen King had said it was "the best memoir I have ever read." I did not share his feelings.
It was well written, and told an interesting, if brief, story. But that was it. I wasn't feeling any emotion, was not moved to further read about the author or her husband when I finished; I was just left uninspired. Luckily, it was a short read, but one I would not recommend for those seeking a tell-all memoir.
Labels:
accident,
brain damage,
marriage,
memoir,
New York City
Thursday, March 17, 2011
2011: Book 25
The Truth Shall Set You Free by Sally Lowe Whitehead
272 pages
Completed 3/17/11
The memoir of a sixteen-year-old newlywed turned mother-of-six with a gay husband, you cannot help but be moved by this book. Knowing ahead of time that it was a book that revolved deeply around religion, I nonetheless was exhausted by all the talk of God. Nearly a decade immersed in Fundamentalism, the reader cannot help but forsee the judgement to be thrown down upon Sally and her outed husband.
That being said, this is one of the first books in a long while whose writing instilled emotion; if nothing else, Whitehead can put on paper true feeling. The epilogue was an extra I was not expecting, but oh-so-glad was included. If anything, I wish the memoir would have continued from one of their children's point of view.
272 pages
Completed 3/17/11
The memoir of a sixteen-year-old newlywed turned mother-of-six with a gay husband, you cannot help but be moved by this book. Knowing ahead of time that it was a book that revolved deeply around religion, I nonetheless was exhausted by all the talk of God. Nearly a decade immersed in Fundamentalism, the reader cannot help but forsee the judgement to be thrown down upon Sally and her outed husband.
That being said, this is one of the first books in a long while whose writing instilled emotion; if nothing else, Whitehead can put on paper true feeling. The epilogue was an extra I was not expecting, but oh-so-glad was included. If anything, I wish the memoir would have continued from one of their children's point of view.
Labels:
Fundamentalism,
gay relationships,
love,
marriage,
memoir,
religion,
teen pregnancy,
the South
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
2011: Book 23
The Sex Lives of Cannibals by J. Maarten Troost
272 pages
Completed 3/14/11
With his humorous take on two years on a polluted, middle-of-nowhere, constant-Macarena playing island on the Equator, Troost shows a life not many could - or would - imagine.
Marooned with only shaky boats, duct-taped planes, and a lack of food with the exception of rice and fish, Troost and his girlfriend Sylvia learn the oddities of the Pacific island's culture, including the reason behind missing noses, dancing, a lack of elderly dogs, and a fascination - not fear - of sharks. My only complaint about this memoir was the lack of pictures, which would have added to the stories. Unbeknownst to me, Troost has had other adventures, all written about, which are now on my to-read list.
272 pages
Completed 3/14/11
With his humorous take on two years on a polluted, middle-of-nowhere, constant-Macarena playing island on the Equator, Troost shows a life not many could - or would - imagine.
Marooned with only shaky boats, duct-taped planes, and a lack of food with the exception of rice and fish, Troost and his girlfriend Sylvia learn the oddities of the Pacific island's culture, including the reason behind missing noses, dancing, a lack of elderly dogs, and a fascination - not fear - of sharks. My only complaint about this memoir was the lack of pictures, which would have added to the stories. Unbeknownst to me, Troost has had other adventures, all written about, which are now on my to-read list.
Labels:
Ecuator,
island,
memoir,
Pacific Ocean,
Third World country
Friday, March 11, 2011
2011: Book 22
Everything is Wrong with Me: A Memoir of an American Childhood Gone, Well, Wrong by Jason Mulgrew
240 pages
Completed 3/11/11
Honestly, I picked up this memoir because of my and the author's shared last name. I mean, come on, it's not a often seen last name. I was neither impressed nor disappointed with this tale from dry-humored Mulgrew. Stories of his Irish - read, drunk - family growing up in Philadelphia, his parents' torrid relationship, and his own poor choices, the memoir is relatively amusing, if not offering much of a story.
Maybe it's because I enjoy more dramatic and devastating memoirs, but this one was a bit uneventful. The dozens of occasionally humorous footnotes were annoying at best, and the pictures poorly captioned - I legitimately had no idea what they were portraying most of the time. Eh, should've skipped this one.
240 pages
Completed 3/11/11
Honestly, I picked up this memoir because of my and the author's shared last name. I mean, come on, it's not a often seen last name. I was neither impressed nor disappointed with this tale from dry-humored Mulgrew. Stories of his Irish - read, drunk - family growing up in Philadelphia, his parents' torrid relationship, and his own poor choices, the memoir is relatively amusing, if not offering much of a story.
Maybe it's because I enjoy more dramatic and devastating memoirs, but this one was a bit uneventful. The dozens of occasionally humorous footnotes were annoying at best, and the pictures poorly captioned - I legitimately had no idea what they were portraying most of the time. Eh, should've skipped this one.
Labels:
adolescence,
childhood memories,
divorce,
Irish,
memoir,
Philadelphia
Thursday, March 10, 2011
2011: Book 20
The Velveteen Father: An Unexpected Journey to Parenthood
242 pages
Completed 3/7/11
The tale of Jesse Green's new relationship with a man who has recently adopted a child, The Velveteen Father was not my favorite. Definitely a good read for gay men or men at similar points in their lives, but the statistics bored me and I just could not relate to anything throughout the book.
The fact that Green adopts (no pun intended) a parenting role, but does not live with his partner or his eventual two children, struck me as so odd and kind of led me to dislike Green. Now, I am not a children-person, but this does not seem like a healthy or supportive way to co-parent. While the memoir does offer interesting facts about gay adoption, overall, this was a read I should have skipped.
242 pages
Completed 3/7/11
The tale of Jesse Green's new relationship with a man who has recently adopted a child, The Velveteen Father was not my favorite. Definitely a good read for gay men or men at similar points in their lives, but the statistics bored me and I just could not relate to anything throughout the book.
The fact that Green adopts (no pun intended) a parenting role, but does not live with his partner or his eventual two children, struck me as so odd and kind of led me to dislike Green. Now, I am not a children-person, but this does not seem like a healthy or supportive way to co-parent. While the memoir does offer interesting facts about gay adoption, overall, this was a read I should have skipped.
Labels:
adoption,
children,
gay parenting,
gay relationships,
memoir,
New York City,
relationships
Friday, March 4, 2011
2011: Book 19
The Boys of My Youth by Jo Ann Beard
224 pages
Completed 3/2/11
This disjointedly told memoir revisiting the death of her mother, the bonds of her friendships, her adolescence, and the falling in - and out - of love with her husband, Beard presents an interesting read. A great balance of humor and darkness, the emotion is raw throughout.
I was a bit confused by the ongoing stories interrupted by reflections of childhood, but realized it was a wonderful way of presentation for Beard's memoirs.
224 pages
Completed 3/2/11
This disjointedly told memoir revisiting the death of her mother, the bonds of her friendships, her adolescence, and the falling in - and out - of love with her husband, Beard presents an interesting read. A great balance of humor and darkness, the emotion is raw throughout.
I was a bit confused by the ongoing stories interrupted by reflections of childhood, but realized it was a wonderful way of presentation for Beard's memoirs.
Labels:
adolescence,
coming of age,
death,
divorce,
friendship,
loss,
memoir
Friday, February 25, 2011
2011: Book 17
Couldn't Keep it to Myself: Testimonies From Our Imprisoned Sisters by Wally Lamb and the Women of York Correctional Institution
368 pages
Completed 2/25/11
I am a huge Wally Lamb fan; She's Come Undone and The Hour I First Believed are two of my favorites. After reading Lamb's I'll Fly Away a few years ago, I realized I had missed the first of the York prison stories in this compilation.
A collection of autobiographical and fictional stories from women in prison for various offenses - assault, homicide, manslaughter - the writing workshops run by Lamb in this Connecticut prison allowed these women to have a voice - most for the first time. With an underlying theme of abuse and sexual assault, these women's stories do not ask for pity or deny their crimes. Instead they are forced to confront the scariest thing - themselves. Some are joyful stories; most are horrific.
The voices that these women are able to express only through writing is indescribable; Lamb has offered them a way for their souls to be free, if only for a brief time. As the final line in the book by Dale Griffith, a writing teacher at York, so wonderfully puts: "My body's still in prison, but my spirit's finally free."
368 pages
Completed 2/25/11
I am a huge Wally Lamb fan; She's Come Undone and The Hour I First Believed are two of my favorites. After reading Lamb's I'll Fly Away a few years ago, I realized I had missed the first of the York prison stories in this compilation.
A collection of autobiographical and fictional stories from women in prison for various offenses - assault, homicide, manslaughter - the writing workshops run by Lamb in this Connecticut prison allowed these women to have a voice - most for the first time. With an underlying theme of abuse and sexual assault, these women's stories do not ask for pity or deny their crimes. Instead they are forced to confront the scariest thing - themselves. Some are joyful stories; most are horrific.
The voices that these women are able to express only through writing is indescribable; Lamb has offered them a way for their souls to be free, if only for a brief time. As the final line in the book by Dale Griffith, a writing teacher at York, so wonderfully puts: "My body's still in prison, but my spirit's finally free."
Labels:
autobiography,
drugs,
memoir,
murder,
prison,
sex,
sexual abuse,
teen pregnancy
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
2011: Book 16
Scratch Beginnings: Me, $25, and the Search for the American Dream by Adam Shepard
240 pages
Completed 2/22/11
The tale of a recent college graduate who decides to take $25, drop himself in the middle of North Carolina, and meet set goals in one year's time, this memoir's interesting concept drew me in. However, my interest didn't hold for very long. Shepard didn't struggle very much - or if he did, he didn't present it well - and left me completely underwhelmed.
Giving himself one year, but reaching his goals way sooner, and then abandoning the remainder of the year left a bad taste in my mouth. Barely touching upon topics rampant in homeless shelters and in the bottom rung of society - drug use, addiction, mental illness, crime, prison - Shepard seems to have painted a rose-colored glasses view on his fortunate "way up". In search of the real American Dream, Shepard should have relied on the character Derrick to present the reality of it.
240 pages
Completed 2/22/11
The tale of a recent college graduate who decides to take $25, drop himself in the middle of North Carolina, and meet set goals in one year's time, this memoir's interesting concept drew me in. However, my interest didn't hold for very long. Shepard didn't struggle very much - or if he did, he didn't present it well - and left me completely underwhelmed.
Giving himself one year, but reaching his goals way sooner, and then abandoning the remainder of the year left a bad taste in my mouth. Barely touching upon topics rampant in homeless shelters and in the bottom rung of society - drug use, addiction, mental illness, crime, prison - Shepard seems to have painted a rose-colored glasses view on his fortunate "way up". In search of the real American Dream, Shepard should have relied on the character Derrick to present the reality of it.
Saturday, February 19, 2011
2011: Book 15
Even Dogs Go Home to Die: A Memoir by Linda St. John
272 pages
Completed 2/19/11
An oddly written memoir - chapters are no more than three pages - St. John delves into her childhood when faced with her alcoholic father's impending death. With a mother who speaks awful English, two sisters and a brother, St. John reveals the abuse and poverty they suffered as children, the retribution they dished out in their adult years, and their reactions to their father's downward spiral.
Annoyingly enough, St. John writes exactly how her mother speaks ("dies ees enuf Landa"), and instead of juxtaposing this with her educated self, the rest of the book is written in slang and in odd ways. The title of the book, briefly mentioned towards the end, could have been expounded upon, in my opinion. Despite it's oddities, St. John's memoir did a wonderful job synopsizing her family.
272 pages
Completed 2/19/11
An oddly written memoir - chapters are no more than three pages - St. John delves into her childhood when faced with her alcoholic father's impending death. With a mother who speaks awful English, two sisters and a brother, St. John reveals the abuse and poverty they suffered as children, the retribution they dished out in their adult years, and their reactions to their father's downward spiral.
Annoyingly enough, St. John writes exactly how her mother speaks ("dies ees enuf Landa"), and instead of juxtaposing this with her educated self, the rest of the book is written in slang and in odd ways. The title of the book, briefly mentioned towards the end, could have been expounded upon, in my opinion. Despite it's oddities, St. John's memoir did a wonderful job synopsizing her family.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
2011: Book 13
I Was A Doctor in Auschwitz by Dr. Gisella Perl
191 pages
Completed 2/15/11
This short but heart-wrenching tale of Dr. Perl, an obstetrician given atrocious conditions to "heal" the condemned during the Holocaust, she was deemed the "Angel and Abortionist" in more recent years. Conducting manual abortions in the filthy barracks, Perl saved both mothers from immediate death and newborns from entering such conditions, doomed for death. The emotion felt by Perl is conveyed in short, layman terms, but the reader cannot help but ache for this woman trained to bring healthy babies into the world to mothers who so desperately wanted them who was forced to abort the very lives she strived to create.
Saved from death, albeit barely, because of her doctoring skills, when liberation nears Auschwitz, Perl is forced to travel to the horrific Belsen Bergen camp, where death seemed inevitable. But the end of the war came, and with it, months more of caring for the ill and wounded. While this memoir was devastating and atrocious, what I found in my copy of it shook me to the core.
I picked my copy up when I worked at a used bookstore and it came in but wasn't eligible to be shelved for sale. It's sat on my bookshelf for the last year or so, and I finally picked it up. I wasn't halfway through, when I realized something was written on the inside cover:
I recommend this book to read for my son because we with my husband arrived 1944 to Auschwitz in a cattle wagon 80 person in one truck, there in the raine [sic] night had to 5 in a line stand hours for selection. They took him left side and the same night put him to the gas chambers and cremate [sic] him. I was taken to cut off all my hair naked...(illegible)...get a few smaller to cover my body to the Bloges in Birkenom (Auschwitz) where I went through the same story what in this book Dr. Gisella Perl writing. - Read this book please to remember how you lost your Father also should read my grandchildren, to know what we went through and shouldn't happen again.
It is then signed in writing I am having a hard time deciphering, and I am in the process of attempting to find out this woman's name. It looks like Elysa or Olga and either Kerenya or Keremyi or the like. Something about this note, knowing that the person who'd been in possession of the book before me, had experienced the unspeakable horrors accounted for in Perl's story really got to me. I was even more disturbed when I came across passages underlined and notes scribbled in the margins of the Belsen Bergen camp chapter:
January 1945...The highways were crowded with endless columns of marching slaves almost naked in the icy winter, sick and starving human skeletons driven with whips and guns. Those who were too weak to keep up with the column were brained with gun butts. Dead bodies littered the ditches on both sides of the highway, indicating that other camps had previously been evacuated. Those who were brought to Belsen Bergen in cattle cars were no better off than those who had to walk. From this transport me and ...(illegible)...Fischer escaped by one dark night, and they didn't notice, because they shot so many girls they didn't know the right number anymore. We hidden [sic] ourself of snow covered but this like we doing our urine, and we stay there until the transport continue [sic] walking away. Germany this time had the trouble with the near Russian bombing and they running by self also [sic]. How we managing to be free this is another story.
No words can describe the thoughts going through my head when I completed this memoir and thought about this woman whose pen had touched the pages.
191 pages
Completed 2/15/11
This short but heart-wrenching tale of Dr. Perl, an obstetrician given atrocious conditions to "heal" the condemned during the Holocaust, she was deemed the "Angel and Abortionist" in more recent years. Conducting manual abortions in the filthy barracks, Perl saved both mothers from immediate death and newborns from entering such conditions, doomed for death. The emotion felt by Perl is conveyed in short, layman terms, but the reader cannot help but ache for this woman trained to bring healthy babies into the world to mothers who so desperately wanted them who was forced to abort the very lives she strived to create.
Saved from death, albeit barely, because of her doctoring skills, when liberation nears Auschwitz, Perl is forced to travel to the horrific Belsen Bergen camp, where death seemed inevitable. But the end of the war came, and with it, months more of caring for the ill and wounded. While this memoir was devastating and atrocious, what I found in my copy of it shook me to the core.
I picked my copy up when I worked at a used bookstore and it came in but wasn't eligible to be shelved for sale. It's sat on my bookshelf for the last year or so, and I finally picked it up. I wasn't halfway through, when I realized something was written on the inside cover:
I recommend this book to read for my son because we with my husband arrived 1944 to Auschwitz in a cattle wagon 80 person in one truck, there in the raine [sic] night had to 5 in a line stand hours for selection. They took him left side and the same night put him to the gas chambers and cremate [sic] him. I was taken to cut off all my hair naked...(illegible)...get a few smaller to cover my body to the Bloges in Birkenom (Auschwitz) where I went through the same story what in this book Dr. Gisella Perl writing. - Read this book please to remember how you lost your Father also should read my grandchildren, to know what we went through and shouldn't happen again.
It is then signed in writing I am having a hard time deciphering, and I am in the process of attempting to find out this woman's name. It looks like Elysa or Olga and either Kerenya or Keremyi or the like. Something about this note, knowing that the person who'd been in possession of the book before me, had experienced the unspeakable horrors accounted for in Perl's story really got to me. I was even more disturbed when I came across passages underlined and notes scribbled in the margins of the Belsen Bergen camp chapter:
January 1945...The highways were crowded with endless columns of marching slaves almost naked in the icy winter, sick and starving human skeletons driven with whips and guns. Those who were too weak to keep up with the column were brained with gun butts. Dead bodies littered the ditches on both sides of the highway, indicating that other camps had previously been evacuated. Those who were brought to Belsen Bergen in cattle cars were no better off than those who had to walk. From this transport me and ...(illegible)...Fischer escaped by one dark night, and they didn't notice, because they shot so many girls they didn't know the right number anymore. We hidden [sic] ourself of snow covered but this like we doing our urine, and we stay there until the transport continue [sic] walking away. Germany this time had the trouble with the near Russian bombing and they running by self also [sic]. How we managing to be free this is another story.
No words can describe the thoughts going through my head when I completed this memoir and thought about this woman whose pen had touched the pages.
2011: Book 12
My Incredibly Wonderful, Miserable Life: An Anti-Memoir by Adam Nimoy
304 pages
Completed 2/14/11
The son of Spock, Nimoy presents his memoir in simple, but enjoyable short chapters, revealing a not-so-surprising life of a Hollywood star's son. A recovering alcoholic and addict, Nimoy's year following his separation from his wife, and subsequently his two children, is full of self-discovery, recovery, and making amends. Confronting his shaky relationship with his father, also a recovering alcoholic, and dealing with the emotions that come along with the new changes in his life, Nimoy is likable and well-written.
His relationship with his children is most touching. If nothing else comes through to the reader, Nimoy is definitely a good father, despite his past faults. I do wish that more attention had been paid to his unsalvageable marriage, as I was unclear what really went on. All in all, a not-so-miserable memoir.
304 pages
Completed 2/14/11
The son of Spock, Nimoy presents his memoir in simple, but enjoyable short chapters, revealing a not-so-surprising life of a Hollywood star's son. A recovering alcoholic and addict, Nimoy's year following his separation from his wife, and subsequently his two children, is full of self-discovery, recovery, and making amends. Confronting his shaky relationship with his father, also a recovering alcoholic, and dealing with the emotions that come along with the new changes in his life, Nimoy is likable and well-written.
His relationship with his children is most touching. If nothing else comes through to the reader, Nimoy is definitely a good father, despite his past faults. I do wish that more attention had been paid to his unsalvageable marriage, as I was unclear what really went on. All in all, a not-so-miserable memoir.
Monday, February 14, 2011
2011: Book 11
Growing Up Jung: Coming of Age as the Son of Two Shrinks by Micah Toub
261 pages
Completed 2/13/11
If you are a fan of Carl Jung or Freud's early work, this is the memoir for you. Raised by two Jungian psychologists, Michah Toub finds himself relating to the outside world with a very Jungian point of view. The interludes of story are connected in a very research-paper way, so if you are not looking to feel as if this is a required reading book for your Psych class, I'd skip it.
I, however, as a Psych major, enjoyed this book thoroughly. Toub's humorous tales of coming of age, love and loss, and his parents eccentricities amused, and the history, background, and personal opinions of Jung and his approach to the field of psychology were informational. I did expect more eccentricity, I suppose, but Toub's well-adjusted self was much unlike what I was hoping for. Running With Scissors this was not.
261 pages
Completed 2/13/11
If you are a fan of Carl Jung or Freud's early work, this is the memoir for you. Raised by two Jungian psychologists, Michah Toub finds himself relating to the outside world with a very Jungian point of view. The interludes of story are connected in a very research-paper way, so if you are not looking to feel as if this is a required reading book for your Psych class, I'd skip it.
I, however, as a Psych major, enjoyed this book thoroughly. Toub's humorous tales of coming of age, love and loss, and his parents eccentricities amused, and the history, background, and personal opinions of Jung and his approach to the field of psychology were informational. I did expect more eccentricity, I suppose, but Toub's well-adjusted self was much unlike what I was hoping for. Running With Scissors this was not.
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Carl Jung,
coming of age,
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memoir,
philosophy,
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