
There are so many factors that go into deciding what to read. What’s an event? What could be an event? Has a publishing person asked me about it? Have I heard great comments from other booksellers, and figured out that jumpstarting some enthusiasm will help us sell more books? Was I just like my customers, and drawn to a book by a compelling review or interview? Did a jacket attract me? Do I have a long-standing love affair with the author? Or perhaps I am just trying to be contrary and show my individuality with the least sellable book I can find?
But another Boswell bookseller and I were having a talk about this and we agreed that there were some books we don’t read because they don’t need us. That’s true for a lot of local authors. Their friends don’t care what I think. Their family doesn’t care what I think.

And to be completely upfront, I noticed that in addition to Lanora of the recently departed Next Chapter, she thanked Boswell too. And that’s very kind. We had about three events altogether, and that involved a lot of write ups in email newsletters and blogs and all sorts of other things. We got to about the 250 book mark, and that didn't include our shared booth at the Wisconsin Restaurant Show.
Pandl is the youngest of nine kids. Her parents, George and Terry, raised most of them in the 4400 North block of Prospect. She calls that Milwaukee, but we all know that’s Shorewood. Just as she was pretty much the last kid left in the roost, the family decamped, first to Cedar Grove and then to Oosburg. It’s a story of many of family in the fiftes through the seventies, but you can imagine what it’s like when you’re the only kid that moves. Heck, she can’t say she wasn’t special.

Maybe it’s a bookstore thing. But I can think of several stores that have passed successfully from parent to child. There's the Harry to David Schwartz transition, for example.
We learn that the move was a bit of a sore point between their parents. And as much as Julie fights with her dad and shows him doing things like trying to foist old Easter eggs on his customers by chopping them into egg salad, there’s a lot of love there too. If a small family can fight, a large family can really, really argue, but it gets so over the top that it’s comical.
And let’s say there’s a lot of eccentricity in the family.
Working in the restaurant builds her relationship with her dad in a way that nothing did before, particularly because it seems like from the memoir that her dad was pretty much always working. His idea of a vacation was the a restaurant convention, where it was acceptable to spend over a thousand dollars on dinner, but sinful to take potato chips from the mini bar.

And I didn’t realize that this was Father Tim, Anne’s beloved priest, who actually lived in the same apartment building as me many years ago.
So what do you know? I got a universal story of building and rebuilding family bonds and the joy that a local gets from knowing some of the characters. I was reminded a bit of Terry Ryan's memoir, The Prize Winner of Defiance, Ohio. And honestly you don’t have to know Father Tim to enjoy this book.

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