NO ORDINARY BIRD

A bittersweet memoir of loss takes a dark turn into the ugly history of U.S. covert geopolitics.

Henderson, whose first book Unremarried Widow concerned the loss of her husband in the Iraq War, begins this book with the incident that killed her father. In 1985, when she was 5 years old, a plane her father was flying crashed shortly after takeoff from their family farm in North Georgia; she was the only passenger and was seriously injured. Her father, Lamar Chester, had grown up poor not far from where he died and strove mightily to reach the middle class, first in the military, then as an airline pilot. A bit of a daredevil, Chester found he could make a lot more money smuggling drugs from Jamaica and Colombia to South Florida. Within a few years, he owned 500 acres in Georgia and several islands in the Bahamas, where he built luxurious homes with accommodations for his business’ Cessnas. Henderson had sweet memories of boomeranging between estates, being doted on by parents, grandparents, stepsiblings, and the mysterious people working for the family business. As the crash grew dimmer in memory, she became increasingly bothered by the realization that her father’s “business” was criminal and had almost killed her: “I want to resent him for creating a life that put both strangers and the people he loved in danger,” she writes. “But I can’t make myself feel any of that. All I feel is an overwhelming sense of loss.” The first three parts of this book mix together Henderson’s naïve memories and family lore with news stories about the legal troubles her father faced when his empire started crumbling in the Reagan years. It comes as a shock when Henderson’s suspicions about the true nature of the “accident” that killed her father begin to prove warranted.

Modest and restrained storytelling that packs an unexpected punch.