Association Meme

Thom tagged me for an Association Meme. The instructions are as follows:

Alice said Gorilla
Nessa said Watch Out!
Thom said Below

Barbara is saying Decks

Who am I tagging? Alice at Hello, My Name Is Alice

Play the Association game between
September 1st and October 1st for a chance to win
$50 cash.
Here are the rules:

1. Anyone can play, whether they have been tagged or not.
2. Include the rules and logo in your post.
3. Copy out all the responses that were made before you.
4. Link to each of the people who responded before you.
5. Put in your response. Your response can be as little as a single word or as much as 100 words. It can be a word, a phrase, an image, a song, a video, a story, or a short rant.
6. Tag anyone you would like to challenge to play this game. You do not have to tag anyone.
7. You can do this any time you run across it, even if you were one of the previous responders.

If you have done this meme on your blog, you are welcome to put your link in here. Be sure to link to the specific post, and welcome to the Association Association.

Want to simply jump in? You are welcome to start with the word “Excitement”, or to take off from any of the responses you find among the players listed below or from anywhere you see this meme.

Friday’s Fave Five

Susanne at Living to Tell the Story hosts Friday’s Fave Five so we can share our favorite things from the last week. This has been a wonderful exercise in looking for and appreciating the good things God gives. Click on the button to learn more, then go to Susanne’s to read others’ faves and link up your own.

Here are five favorite things from this past week:

1. Hershey’s miniature candy bars. Great for when you want just a bit of chocolate sweetness after a meal.

2. A new CD, Promises, by Soundforth. “Good Shepherd” is new to me and has especially ministered to my heart this week.

3, Getting a few things up on the walls. I’ve  been saving decorating for last after we get everything unpacked and get the couple of new furniture items we need. It takes me a while to decide where to put things, plus the previous owners covered all the wall holes and painted over them, and I have been reluctant to put that first nail in. But I unpacked a couple of things that had been in our bedroom in the old house, but would look great in the master bathroom here. Funny how a couple of pretty things to look at can boost one’s spirits!

Plus I love how these two just show up so well (or “pop,” as they say on decorating shows) in here. In our previous house they were on pink walls in our bedroom (too pink for even me) with a whole lot of other things, and they just kind of got lost.

4. Our new desk:

I haven’t figured out yet where to put everything in it.

5. Just a bit coolness in the air — not enough to pull out the sweaters, but it sure feels better than the oppressive heat and humidity. I’m not quite ready to rush the fall season in just yet, but I am ready for cooler weather!

Have a great Friday!

Flashback Friday: TV Times

Mocha With Linda hosts a weekly meme called Flashback Friday. She’ll post a question every Thursday, and then Friday we can link our answers up on her site. You can visit her site for more Flashbacks.

The question for this week is:

Tell about TV when you were growing up. Did your family have a TV? Was it color or b&w? How many TVs did your family have? Did you have one in your room? Did your family leave the TV on most of the day or turn it on for specific programs? Was the TV on or off when you ate meals as a family? Were there rules about watching TV? What were your favorite shows? Are there any particular memories you have of TV in your younger years?

I can’t remember for sure, but I think we did have a black and white TV at first. I do remember that TV sets were either in monstrously big cabinets or they were little ones with “rabbit ears” — and I remember putting foil on the end of the rabbit ears to get better reception or having someone outside turning the big antennae while someone inside would give directions (“Turn it a little more. There, there! Oh, you missed it. Go back!” SO glad those days are gone!) I also remember there was some kind of tube in the back that my dad had to take out and replace from time to time.

When I was a young child we only had one TV. By the time I was a teen-ager my parents had an additional one in their room. There was never a TV in any of the kids’ bedrooms while I was home — I don’t know if that changed with my sisters over the years. We have three now: one in the family room, one in our bedroom, and one in the kitchen. Still none in the kids’ rooms. 🙂

My mom tended to let the TV just run on in the background all the time. I cannot stand that now. In my younger years it was not on during meal time, but I think in later years it was. I do remember that it was a big deal to occasionally have actual TV dinners on TV trays in the living room sometimes.

When we watched TV as a family when all the kids were little, my parents sat on the couch and my brother and sisters and I sat or lay on our stomachs on the floor on top of some kind of big flat stuffed animal. They may have been made for that purpose in that era, I don’t remember. My parents also let us turn on cartoons on Saturday mornings so they could sleep in. It seems like we had some system for taking turns if there was a cartoon different ones of us wanted to watch on different channels at the same time, but I do remember a lot of fussing about that. My brother always wanted to watch anything with superheroes. My favorite cartoon was Underdog.

There was also one about a little lamb and a big sheepdog and a wolf — the lamb would go “frolicking” in the meadow, and then cry “It’s the wolf,” only it said it in two syllables, like wool-uff, and the sheepdog would come and drive the wolf away in various ways. I have wondered what the name of this one was for years — does it ring a bell with anyone else?

Some of the earliest shows I remember watching were Captain Kangaroo, The Ed Sullivan Show, the Wonderful World of Disney, the Andy Griffith Show, I Love Lucy (in its original run!), The Dick Van Dyke Show, the Twilight Zone, Leave It To Beaver, Andy Griffith, My Three Sons (one of my favorites. Fred McMurray was my image of a dad, even though my dad was nothing like him). My dad liked westerns, so we watched The Rifleman and Gunsmoke and Bonanza (I had a big crush on Little Joe.) He also liked war movies, so we watched a lot of those. By school age years, we watched The Big Valley, Green Ares, Gilligan’s Island, The Addams Family, Dark Shadows, Here Come the Brides (had a humongous crush on Bobby Sherman!), Daniel Boone, Ben Casey, The Man From U.N.C.L.E. (had a huge crush on David McCallum!), the Brady Bunch, The Courtship of Eddie’s Father, Family Affair (remember the doll Mrs. Beasley?), Rat Patrol, Lost In Space, Marcus Welby, the MOD Squad, Mr. Ed. It sounds like we watched a lot of TV, but I don’t remember that we did.

And then there were the commercials!

In my teen-age years we watched the Six Million Dollar Man, Barnaby Jones, the Flip Wilson show, the Partridge Family (I had a big crush on David Cassidy!), SWAT, the Waltons, Happy Days.

I remember that TV shows didn’t run all night — I think most programming must have gone off about midnight or so, and if you turned off the TV after that you’d see a test pattern with multiple vertical colored stripes. Actually I can’t remember if it was on all the time or just at the beginning or end of programming. And it seemed like some networks ended their broadcast day with the Pledge of Allegiance and prayer.

Though I agree that too much TV time can intrude on family communication and interaction, I have fond memories of watching TV with both my parents and then later my husband and children.

Book Review: The Pirate Queen

The Pirate Queen by Patricia Hickman is not the swashbuckling, high-seas adventure you might have been expecting from the title. Rather, it is the story of Saphora Warren, a wealthy socialite who appears to have an ideal life, but whose husband is an inattentive, unreasonable philanderer. On the very day that Saphora packs up her bags, planning to quietly leave her husband, he comes home and announces that he is dying. Furthermore, he wants to go to their coastal home — the very place Saphora had planned to retreat to — to seek treatment, and he wants Saphora to go with him. Subduing her own plans and feelings, Saphora goes with him. Various members of their dysfunctional extended family come to visit over the summer, further wreaking havoc with Saphora’s life, but she strikes up a surprising but beneficial friendship with a quiet, older-than-his-years neighbor boy.

I can’t remember now where I first saw the book recommended, but I picked it up to see what the author did with Saphora and her husband Bender’s story. I can’t really say without giving away the plot, but perhaps more important than the plot are their character studies.

My biggest complaint is one I have mentioned before. I don’t believe every Christian fiction novel needs to have a three point outline of the plan of salvation complete with the “sinner’s prayer,” but whatever it does contain of the gospel needs to be clear and accurate. The advice given to Saphora is kind of nebulous: “Keep looking for answers,” “Jesus invites you to join him on his journey,” “Your life is going to be difficult….but with a little help, you’ll learn to love.” If I were in Saphora’s situation, I would want  counsel much more concrete than that.

There were a couple of phrases that struck me as quite nicely written. “The afternoon had been spilled like sweet tea poured out.” And on the subject of not being able to come up with the right thing to say until too late (which I tend to experience!), “Thinking deeply rather than broadly presented so many lost opportunities.”

This is actually a strange little book to me. I don’t mean that negatively, but much of the family’s conversations and interactions were not what I would expect from my own family. Which is fine — different people have different personalities and frames of reference. But though I could enter into Saphora’s angst in dealing with all the unexpected things life throws at her, I couldn’t really fully identify with the characters. The title didn’t really make sense to me until the end, and even then it didn’t seem to fit exactly, considering what a pirate is and how he gets what he wants compared to Saphora’s situation. But maybe I am just missing something.

(Updated to add: The author discusses how she came to write this novel here, and that did help shed light on the pirate allusion.)

If you’ve read this, I’d love to hear your thoughts.

I did enjoy the book, however, and the journey Saphora and Bender take.

Ads, promotions, etc.

I am writing this post just to have the link to refer back to, but you’re welcome to read along if you like. 🙂

Occasionally I get requests to promote someone’s site or product on my blog. I almost never do this “blind,” meaning if I have had no contact with you or your product before.

There are several reasons why.

1. I am not here to provide free publicity to strangers.

2. I will not recommend something without further investigation because I have a responsibility to my readers, and usually I just do not want to take the time involved to check out your product, company, etc., the way I would prefer to.

2. WordPress.com blogs are not allowed to have paid ads in posts or on sidebars except under certain conditions which I do not meet at this time.

3. At this point in time I view my blog not as my business but as neighbors talking across the fence. I may mention a product, site, or person in the natural course of conversation in the same way I would to a personal friend, as something I found that I liked and they might, too.

4. Once blogs “go commercial,” they seem to take on a different tone, which is not one I want for this blog. If I ever go to a blog format or host that is not free, I may consider ads to support the cost of it.

5. It seems awfully presumptuous to me to contact me when we have never had any interaction before and ask to do a guest blog post here.

6. One exception to promoting other things for other people is blog tours of books, but I usually only do that when I have read the book and/or have read the author before. What few times I have looked at an excerpt of a book from an unknown author, it has not been something I wanted to promote. I might consider looking at your book if you have some excerpts from it online somewhere so I can check it out a bit beforehand, because I do like to promote good reading and authors, but, honestly, it’s not likely if I have never heard of you before.

7. Another exception would be when I have already read the book or mentioned the product. For instance, once after referring to a book I liked, the author contacted me, offered a free book for a giveaway to readers, and offered to do a guest post or interview. I chose the interview and I loved that. I felt I got to know the author a little better and I was glad to promote her book.

8. I also reserve the right to delete comments that are little more than self-promotion for someone else’s site or product.

9. I will occasionally promote a contest that I have seen on someone else’s site that may involve free prizes or host a giveaway or contest myself, but that usually does occur as a result of a blind e-mail requesting such promotion.

Book review: Hoping For Something Better

I’m having a hard time knowing how to review Hoping for Something Better: Refusing to Settle for Life as Usual, a Bible study by Nancy Guthrie. It doesn’t have a plot or characters, after all. 🙂 My first thoughts are just to say, “It’s good. Really, really good. You should get it.” But I’ll try to elaborate.

I was drawn to Nancy’s Bible study because I thoroughly enjoyed her compilations and introductions in Come Thou Long Expected Jesus:Experiencing the Peace and Promise of Christmas and Jesus, Keep Me Near the Cross: Experiencing the Passion and Power of Easter, plus I saw her study highly recommended by people whom I trust.

This study takes the reader through the book of Hebrews. Though Nancy says Hebrews is a difficult book, I had found it quite refreshing when I first discovered it as a young Christian: it really helped put much of the Old Testament practices into perspective. And even though I have read it several times since then, this book helped me mine more of it and find treasures or perspectives I had missed before.

One of the key words in Hebrews is “better.” Jesus is better than the angels (1:4),  provides a better hope (7:19), is the author of a better covenant (7:22),makes better promises (8:6), is a better sacrifice (9:23), and so on, with about seven more references which deem Him “better.”

In Nancy’s introduction, she writes:

There really is something better that is within our grasp. Better than living life with a merely sentimental, superficial spirituality. Better than going through life with a debilitating fear of death. Better than becoming bored and burdened by meaningless religious ritual; better than feeling like an unwelcome outsider or an unworthy hypocrite; better than being bound by shame and regret. There is something better that makes problems worth persevering through, something that makes heaven worth waiting for, something worth running to and dreaming of.

That something better is actually someone better: Jesus.

But even as I say it, whether or not you are a follower of Jesus, I know there is a voice inside you saying, Oh, Jesus again, or Just Jesus?

Because some of us have been disappointed in Jesus, too — at least Jesus as we have understood Him and experienced Him to this point. Could it be that our desire for something better springs from our underestimation or devaluing of Jesus? Could it be that we’ve become so comfortable with the Jesus we’ve constructed that we just aren’t that awed by Him any more and we’ve become blinded to what He is truly worth?

Could it be possible to move from wherever we are now to becoming more solidly convinced that Jesus is worth our costly devotion, our intellectual energy, our emotional investment, our cherished reputation, our everything?

Nancy discusses those issues and others as she moves through Hebrews.Her personal illustrations are sometimes humorous, sometimes poignant.

I’ve shared several quotes from the book through The Week In Words posts and in “What Keeps us From Real Rest?”

This study is unlike any other ladies’ Bible study I have ever done. With most of them I could go through the assigned reading and questions in maybe an hour, and that’s fine, but with Nancy’s book it took  several days to work through a chapter. She also recommends reading the Scripture passage and working through a series of questions before reading the material in the book in order to prepare our minds for the discussion there, and I found this very beneficial.

The book is set up for a ten week study. Since I went at my own pace, I am not sure how long it took me to complete the book, but I did read it again immediately after completing it to try to fix more firmly in my mind those things I had read.

If you’re looking for a meaty Bible study, or if you’re searching for something or someone better, I recommend Hoping for Something Better: Refusing to Settle for Life as Usual. I am hoping Nancy writes more Bible studies as well.

The Week In Words

Welcome to The Week In Words, where we share quotes from the last week’s reading. If something you read this past week  inspired you, caused you to laugh, cry, think, dream, or just resonated with you in some way, please share it with us, attributing it to its source, which can be a book, newspaper, blog, Facebook — anything that you read. More information is here.

Also, if you’ve posted a quote on your blog this past week, feel free to link it here as well. You don’t have to save it for Mondays. :) And please do read and comment even if you’re not posting quotes.

Here are some quotes that spoke to me:

From Diane‘s Facebook status:

“There is only one person holy enough to fulfill the righteous requirement of the law and it’s not you. Rest.” Elyse Fitzpatrick

I can’t tell you what immediate rest that gave my soul. Even though I know we’re both saved and kept by God’s grace through faith and not our own efforts, somehow there is still a part of me that strives to be “good enough” — and only Christ ever was. What a rest we find in Him.

Seen at Challies:

“Endurance and perseverance are qualities we would all like to possess, but we are loath to go through the process that produces them.” —Jerry Bridges

So true.

Seen at girltalk:

“It is faith that enlivens our work with perpetual cheerfulness. It commits every part of it to God, in the hope, that even mistakes shall be overruled for his glory; and thus relieves us from an oppressive anxiety, often attendant upon a deep sense of our responsibility. The shortest way to peace will be found in casting ourselves upon God for daily pardon of deficiencies and supplies of grace, without looking too eagerly for present fruit.” Charles Bridges

From an e-mail:

Loneliness is inner emptiness.
Solitude is inner fulfillment.
– Richard J. Foster

I’ve pondered the difference between loneliness and solitude often but had never quite thought of it that way. I think another simple difference is whether you want to be alone or not: when you want to be, it is blissful solitude; if not, it’s loneliness. 🙂

From Rita Vernoy‘s Facebook status:

Don’t be afraid to fail. Don’t waste energy trying to cover up failure. Learn from your failures and go on to the next challenge. It’s OK. If you’re not failing, you’re not growing.-H. Stanley Judd

One of the most life-changing message I ever heard was one on college on failure.

By the way, just as a disclaimer, I am not familiar with most of the authors quoted, and therefore please don’t take these quotes as an endorsement. I just posted them for the value of the individual quotes themselves and the food for thought they offered.

If you’ve read anything that particularly spoke to you that you’d like to share, please either list it in the comments below or write a post on your blog and then put the link to that post (not your general blog link) in Mr. Linky below. I do ask that only family-friendly quotes be included.

Laudable linkage

I haven’t done one of these in a few weeks. Here are just a few things that caught my eye ’round the Web:

3 Steps For Effective Christian Writing.

God’s Losers and Gainers.

Motherly Greatness.

For those who fear taking their kids to some secular colleges and for those who scoff at them — there is reason for concern. From an article titled Breeders No More:

Identifying himself as a political liberal with no children of his own, Savage acknowledges that he and his fellow liberals have a lower fertility rate than conservatives. Nevertheless, he insists that educated urban liberals need not despair. He expresses confidence “that blue America’s Urban Archipelago can grow larger, more contiguous, and more politically powerful even without my offspring.” How?
“The children of red states will seek a higher education,” he explains, “and that education will very often happen in blue states or blue islands in red states. For the foreseeable future, loyal dittoheads will continue to drop off their children at the dorms. After a teary-eyed hug, Mom and Dad will drive their SUV off toward the nearest gas station, leaving their beloved progeny behind.”
Then what? He proudly claims: “And then they are all mine.”

If you’ve ever been confused by the Biblical feasts and what they mean, e-mom at Chrysalis has a great succinct overview.

Keep Calm and Carry On — Being a Strong Helper After God’s Own Heart.

A few crafty things:

Pillow Box Favors.

How to make cream cheese mints.

Painting furniture step by step.

How to make glazed wall art.

Have a great day!

Friday’s Fave Five

Susanne at Living to Tell the Story hosts Friday’s Fave Five so we can share our favorite things from the last week. This has been a wonderful exercise in looking for and appreciating the good things God gives. Click on the button to learn more, then go to Susanne’s to read others’ faves and link up your own.

Here are five favorite things from this past week:

1. Pellet ice — by the bag! I’ve mentioned before that I like what I call munchy crunchy ice like Zaxby’s and Sonic’s has. We stopped by Sonic’s over the weekend so Jesse could get a slushy, and saw a sign that they now sell their ice by the bag. So we got one! It’s been nice to have it at home.

2. An unexpected visit. The little girl Mittu baby-sits was not going to be coming the latter half of this week and Jason was off Wed., so they came up for a quick visit. Nice to be close enough to do that!

3. A fan. Jason and Mittu had bought me a fan for the sewing room at the old house because that room didn’t have a ceiling fan and got the brunt of the afternoon sun, but I hadn’t really needed it yet, so it was still in the box. But I got it out this week to use in my bedroom because I wake up hot during the night, and our room doesn’t have a ceiling fan yet. It’s a big help. PLUS — it has a remote control. How cool is that?! Literally!

4. Being able to buy in bulk. Our old house was very short of storage space — a lot of my kitchen things had to be put in the living room closet. But now I can buy a package of 8 rolls of paper towels or several packages of toilet paper or use a coupon good on multiple cans of something because I have the space to put it. I am hoping that will lessen the trips to the grocery store in time.

5. People who go the extra mile. People have been very friendly at our new church — more than just hand-shaking and saying “It’s nice to have you.” But this last Wednesday night one lady went even further by telling me more about a new ladies’ Bible study that was mentioned in the bulletin and offered to send me the information via e-mail, plus searched for a church directory for me, etc. That was a special blessing this week because last Sunday I was feeling especially teary at church. I was in the restroom at some point, and heard people coming in and out chatting animatedly, and just all of a sudden was hit by a sense of not belonging, of not having any personal friends yet here (they weren’t ignoring me — I was in a stall). As I said, people have been very friendly, and I know it takes time to build friendships, and I know that will come in time, and I am not the type of person who spends a lot of time out with friends and have been enjoying some solitude at home in which to get things done. But it was just one of those weird out of the blue emotional wallops. And though I wasn’t consciously thinking about this at the time, later I realized that that was our first Sunday without seeing Jeremy, Jason, or Mittu — every weekend since we moved, between birthdays and helping them move we’ve been there or they’ve been here, and this was our first weekend without them, so that undercurrent may have been making me a little more emotional than usual. But this lady’s interest and helpfulness at the very next service there was just a reminder, that, yes, those friendships and that sense of belonging will come in time.

6. Jeremy’s first week on his new job seems to be going well — he has enjoyed it and thinks he will be able to handle it well. Plus the friend he knew before he moved there has had him over a few times.

I think that’s about it for this week! Oh, except I didn’t mention any food for Thom. 🙂 One of the favorite dinners of the week was Chicken Enchilada Bake when Jason and Mittu were here, and I love the mini apple strudels one grocery store here has. The big ones are just too much, but a couple of the small ones are just right.

Each of those is about big enough for two bites.

Happy Friday!

Three WWII novels

I’m not quite sure how I came to read three WWII novels one after another, except that one was a sequel of one of the others, but it did enrich the reading of them, I think. This era is one of my favorites.

I won The Unfinished Gift and The Homecoming by Dan Walsh from Mocha With Linda (Thank you, Linda!)

In The Unfinished Gift, seven year old Patrick Collins’ mother has just passed away. His father is a soldier over in England during WWII and the authorities are having trouble finding him. His social worker takes him to his only known relative, his grandfather, Ian Collins, with whom his father  has not spoken in years. Ian is none too happy about his routine being interrupted by a boy, but has little choice but to take him in. He doesn’t interact well with Patrick, though, and Patrick’s life would be pretty bleak if not for the neighbor, Mrs. Fortini, and his social worker, Katherine Townsend, who has taken a special interest in his case even though her supervisor has told her to move on. When Patrick gets something for his grandfather out of the attic, he spies a partially carved wooden soldier, and he is captivated. But the soldier brings back too many painful memories for Ian, and he angrily tells Patrick not to touch it.

I’ll leave the rest of the story for you to discover. It was a very enjoyable read if a little predictable — I tended to be two beats ahead of the plot line with being able to figure out what was going to happen next. I could easily see it being made into a Hallmark movie.

The Homecoming was not at all predictable. Though I liked The Unfinished Gift, I was taken in more by The Homecoming. Patrick’s father, Shawn, has finally come home from the war, but the army cannot yet let him go. They assign him to what many would consider a dream job: traveling with several actors and actresses on a four-month tour to promote the sale of war bonds. Shawn dreads it both because he doesn’t want to be part of the spectacle, but mainly because it means being away from Patrick for months. He searches for someone to help his father take care of Patrick, and finds that Katherine Townsend is in need of a new job. Shawn’s father, Ian, has not told anyone of the dizzy spells and lack of energy he has been experiencing.

Shawn has a lot on his shoulders with the fresh grief over his wife, the separation from Patrick, and then the news of his father’s declining health. He and Katherine agree to keep their relationship professional, and Katherine knows it is too soon for him to think about another relationship, yet she finds herself attracted to him., besides loving Patrick dearly. And Katherine’s visits to church to take Patrick are awakening a different type of longing in her heart.

Both books are quite heart-warming stories about relationships. The WWII details are just enough to anchor the setting and give you a feel for the times without becoming too much of a historical narrative. One minor criticism is that the author does employ the “not realizing what I have until I’ve almost lost it” resolution in each book — twice, actually, in the second one. But overall I loved these stories and characters. Also, I am not sure why the author had the first character who was a Christian as a part of what I would consider to be a works-based denomination (though one is not saved by denomination but by personal repentance and faith in Christ), but the gospel is clear in both books.

A Distant Melody by Sarah Sundin is one that caught my eye when it was mentioned on several blogs a few months ago, and I finally got it.

Allie Miller is engaged to a man she doesn’t love and who doesn’t seem to love her, yet her parents want the match, and Allie hopes she will learn to love Baxter in time. She hopes she will also finally gain her mother’s approval.

Walt Novak is a young Army pilot with “chipmunk cheeks and a nose like an upside-down kite” who freezes when he encounters a woman who is not “taken.” But on his way home for a wedding during furlough, he encounters Allie, and, thinking she is a mother to the children seated next to her, has no problems entering into a conversation. When he realizes she is not a mother, not married, and furthermore headed to the same wedding he is attending, he is delighted that he still finds her easy to talk to.

By the end of their time at the wedding, he wants to know her better, so they promise to write each other. Allie thought their mutual friend told Walt that Allie was engaged, but when he learns that fact, it sets off a series of misunderstandings between them. Yet they continue to be drawn to each other through all the trials of their respective experiences.

Allie has to wrestle with more than her attraction to Walt and the emptiness of her engagement: she realizes that her parents’ church and views are not consistent with what Allie believes God wants her to do with her life, yet stepping out on her own will have dire consequences, some that she never dreamed of.

I loved that the main characters were not beautiful and suave, muscular and handsome, one of my complaints with much fiction. They are ordinary, they’re flawed, yet the reader is drawn to them and roots for them not only in their relationship but in the difficulties they each encounter in life. There is also great historical detail in the setting and realistic views of war time experiences. I am glad to know there is a sequel out.