A gut-wrenching memoir of love unexpectedly eviscerated.



In spare, poignant prose, New York Times assistant national news editor Canedy bares the human cost of the Iraq war.

An independent woman skeptical of marriage, the author found herself at age 33 falling in love with First Sgt. Charles King, “a gentle soul [whose] heart was as big as his biceps.” It was 1998, and Canedy, the daughter of a former drill sergeant, had never wanted to be a military wife who planned her career around her husband’s tours of duty. She was initially conflicted about her feelings for the physically imposing yet modest King, a commanding leader who was also a tender artist who drew portraits of angels. Canedy slowly succumbed to his charms, and by the time King left for Iraq in December 2005, she was five months pregnant and they were engaged. The sergeant had already begun writing a journal for his unborn son, Jordan, who was six months old when King was killed in Iraq, one month before he was to return to his family. Addressed to their son, Canedy’s narrative seeks to capture his father’s essence for him. It includes excerpts from King’s journal, which reveal the soul of a beautiful and decent man. “Always share your gifts with others,” he advises Jordan. “Laughter is great medicine for the soul,” and “sometimes you get lucky and catch a rainbow.” King put his military duty above family, refusing to take leave to attend his son’s birth. Taunted by a commanding officer, he knowingly participated in the recklessly unsafe final mission that killed him because he felt obligated to undergo the same risks as his soldiers. Canedy honestly describes her anger at his death; robbed of her future family life, she felt “agony, so raw that even breathing hurts.”

A gut-wrenching memoir of love unexpectedly eviscerated.

Pub Date: Dec. 30, 2008

ISBN: 978-0-307-39579-5

Page Count: 288

Publisher: Crown

Review Posted Online: May 20, 2010

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Nov. 1, 2008

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If the authors are serious, this is a silly, distasteful book. If they are not, it’s a brilliant satire.


The authors have created a sort of anti-Book of Virtues in this encyclopedic compendium of the ways and means of power.

Everyone wants power and everyone is in a constant duplicitous game to gain more power at the expense of others, according to Greene, a screenwriter and former editor at Esquire (Elffers, a book packager, designed the volume, with its attractive marginalia). We live today as courtiers once did in royal courts: we must appear civil while attempting to crush all those around us. This power game can be played well or poorly, and in these 48 laws culled from the history and wisdom of the world’s greatest power players are the rules that must be followed to win. These laws boil down to being as ruthless, selfish, manipulative, and deceitful as possible. Each law, however, gets its own chapter: “Conceal Your Intentions,” “Always Say Less Than Necessary,” “Pose as a Friend, Work as a Spy,” and so on. Each chapter is conveniently broken down into sections on what happened to those who transgressed or observed the particular law, the key elements in this law, and ways to defensively reverse this law when it’s used against you. Quotations in the margins amplify the lesson being taught. While compelling in the way an auto accident might be, the book is simply nonsense. Rules often contradict each other. We are told, for instance, to “be conspicuous at all cost,” then told to “behave like others.” More seriously, Greene never really defines “power,” and he merely asserts, rather than offers evidence for, the Hobbesian world of all against all in which he insists we live. The world may be like this at times, but often it isn’t. To ask why this is so would be a far more useful project.

If the authors are serious, this is a silly, distasteful book. If they are not, it’s a brilliant satire.

Pub Date: Sept. 1, 1998

ISBN: 0-670-88146-5

Page Count: 430

Publisher: Viking

Review Posted Online: May 20, 2010

Kirkus Reviews Issue: July 15, 1998

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The author's youthfulness helps to assure the inevitable comparison with the Anne Frank diary although over and above the...


Elie Wiesel spent his early years in a small Transylvanian town as one of four children. 

He was the only one of the family to survive what Francois Maurois, in his introduction, calls the "human holocaust" of the persecution of the Jews, which began with the restrictions, the singularization of the yellow star, the enclosure within the ghetto, and went on to the mass deportations to the ovens of Auschwitz and Buchenwald. There are unforgettable and horrifying scenes here in this spare and sombre memoir of this experience of the hanging of a child, of his first farewell with his father who leaves him an inheritance of a knife and a spoon, and of his last goodbye at Buchenwald his father's corpse is already cold let alone the long months of survival under unconscionable conditions. 

The author's youthfulness helps to assure the inevitable comparison with the Anne Frank diary although over and above the sphere of suffering shared, and in this case extended to the death march itself, there is no spiritual or emotional legacy here to offset any reader reluctance.

Pub Date: Jan. 16, 2006

ISBN: 0374500010

Page Count: 120

Publisher: Hill & Wang

Review Posted Online: Oct. 7, 2011

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Jan. 15, 2006

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