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FROM ASHES TO LIFE

MY MEMORIES OF THE HOLOCAUST

A most eloquent Holocaust memoir, distinguished by symmetry of storyline and theme. Eichengreen spins out several narrative threads that braid neatly in the end, beginning with the story of how an American uncle, despite the Nazi threat, refused to sponsor the emigration of her family to the States: Years later, the author confronts this man, as well others who compounded her suffering. Before the war, though, Eichengreen's Hamburg-based, Polish-born family met tragedy head on, culminating in 1941 in her father's return home from Dachau in a cigar box—a clump of ashes briskly delivered by the Gestapo. Soon after, Eichengreen, her mother, and her sister are deported to Poland's Lodz Ghetto, where the author watches her mother swell up and die: ``...the skinny, ragged wagoner was seen day after day picking up the ghetto dead....On July 1, 1942, he stopped at our door.'' The siblings try to obtain a grave, only to be told by the cemetery keeper, ``Today no one buries the dead.'' But they persevere and, 50 years later, Eichengreen has an approximate grave site at which to mourn. The memoir's past-future patterning continues as a woman in Lodz asks Eichengreen to one day look up her son in New York; eventually, Eichengreen not only manages to chance upon the man but to marry him. Another accidental postwar meeting involves the author's cruel female kapo at Auschwitz: Like other Germans and Poles the author confronts, the former kapo protests, ``I didn't do anything wrong.'' And in yet another mirroring, though Eichengreen can't bring herself to shoot a Nazi oppressor when a British officer gives her the opportunity, she later has the satisfaction of using courtroom testimony to put away a score of war criminals. Meanwhile, postwar letters from an older, married ghetto lover, as well as from the son of a Nazi whom Eichengreen indicted, keep the narration returning to Eichengreen's remarkable past. A skillful, dramatic, unsentimental blend of introspection and action.

Pub Date: Jan. 3, 1994

ISBN: 1-56279-052-8

Page Count: 248

Publisher: N/A

Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Nov. 1, 1993

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NIGHT

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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THE PURSUIT OF HAPPYNESS

FROM MEAN STREETS TO WALL STREET

Well-told and admonitory.

Young-rags-to-mature-riches memoir by broker and motivational speaker Gardner.

Born and raised in the Milwaukee ghetto, the author pulled himself up from considerable disadvantage. He was fatherless, and his adored mother wasn’t always around; once, as a child, he spied her at a family funeral accompanied by a prison guard. When beautiful, evanescent Moms was there, Chris also had to deal with Freddie “I ain’t your goddamn daddy!” Triplett, one of the meanest stepfathers in recent literature. Chris did “the dozens” with the homies, boosted a bit and in the course of youthful adventure was raped. His heroes were Miles Davis, James Brown and Muhammad Ali. Meanwhile, at the behest of Moms, he developed a fondness for reading. He joined the Navy and became a medic (preparing badass Marines for proctology), and a proficient lab technician. Moving up in San Francisco, married and then divorced, he sold medical supplies. He was recruited as a trainee at Dean Witter just around the time he became a homeless single father. All his belongings in a shopping cart, Gardner sometimes slept with his young son at the office (apparently undiscovered by the night cleaning crew). The two also frequently bedded down in a public restroom. After Gardner’s talents were finally appreciated by the firm of Bear Stearns, his American Dream became real. He got the cool duds, hot car and fine ladies so coveted from afar back in the day. He even had a meeting with Nelson Mandela. Through it all, he remained a prideful parent. His own no-daddy blues are gone now.

Well-told and admonitory.

Pub Date: June 1, 2006

ISBN: 0-06-074486-3

Page Count: 320

Publisher: Amistad/HarperCollins

Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010

Kirkus Reviews Issue: March 15, 2006

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