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AT THE END OF THE ROAD

A BABY BOOMER IN RURAL KENTUCKY

Meandering forays into the past that will likely appeal to those yearning for a slice of the old days.

A debut collection of short stories and essays mostly focuses on the author’s childhood in rural Kentucky but also strays into fiction.

Ashby, the titular baby boomer, grew up on a farm in Walton Creek, Kentucky, and the memory of this place informs his writing. The opener sees the author reflecting on his past as his plane taxis, thinking back to his farm and marveling at “how I got from such a simple beginning to this point in life.” He sees a nearly universal longing for the past reflected in a plain stick house, a notion that he links to the works of Thoreau, Twain, and Frost. He follows this theme of remembrance throughout the volume. In the next story, Ashby personifies an unnamed U.S. creek, reflecting on the natural world’s destruction by European colonists and, eventually, Americans. He returns to the wild in another anthropomorphic tale in which he converses with a snake before a chorus of nearby animals joins in, giving its perspective on humanity’s foolishness. The rest of the stories explore Ashby’s rural beginnings, often using one object to illuminate a larger point about modern society. In “Heirlooms and Poke Greens,” he humorously discusses how he eats dangerous vegetables despite society’s condemnation. He examines the uses of buckets in the old country in “The Water Bucket” and the rituals of washing and cleaning in “Dishpans and Rayon Mops.” The most intriguing tales involve the author’s childhood, from the light “The Chismus Cake,” about a disappointing fruitcake, to the heavier “My Old Friend,” which relates how Ashby and his dog made regular sojourns to the woods to deal with his father’s declining health. The author’s folksy register makes the book a quick read, but the themes start to become repetitive. Many of the tales compare how things were done in earlier decades to present practices. The sections on Ashby’s family are moving, but they are sandwiched between his peculiar fixations on old objects, which can create strange emotional swings. But the work’s ultimate philosophy remains hopeful; despite Ashby’s denouncements of the modern era, there is a belief that things will eventually get better.

Meandering forays into the past that will likely appeal to those yearning for a slice of the old days.

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ISBN: N/A

Page Count: -

Publisher: Acclaim Press

Review Posted Online: Nov. 16, 2017

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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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