Lynn Tormondson Lindstrom
1964. America was grieving the death of JFK, celebrating - or protesting - the Civil Rights Act, and idolizing a new British rock group called The Beatles. The largest earthquake in North America, 9.2 on the Richter scale, had devastated a large portion of Alaska, but it barely made the list of iconic events for the year. A small band of men in the blink-and-you'll-miss-it town of Tofte in northern Minnesota paid attention, rallied together, and decided to offer their services to their broken counterparts in Anchorage. Charlie left his wife and four small children behind to see what kind of investment could be made for their future.
Based on Charlie's actual letters home to Junie, you will have a front row seat to life after the earthquake, both in Alaska and on the North Shore of Minnesota. You will discover how the Tormondson family dealt with WWII, the Avon lady, UFOs, and commercial fishing on Lake Superior.
This book was written by one of my nothing-in-laws: The mother of my only daughter-in-law. I confess that, upon reading the first two chapters, I was kind of surprised at how well-written it is. What could have been a dull recitation of facts and events from the real-life ancestry of the author is actually rich in imagery and nuance; a true pleasure to read. And what a gift to Lynn's children to read of their North Shore heritage!
First Line: June watched as the dusty, old Ford pickup bounced down the dirt driveway, gravel crunching beneath the tires, rear brake lights pumping red as the truck approached its turn onto Highway 61.
Page 56 / Line 5: Wish I was with you all.
A Good Line from Somewhere in the Middle: What could compare to the beauty of a mountain, especially on an evening like this, as the sun stopped to kiss its lovely friend goodnight?
Last Line: And it looked nothing like riches, but it looked a lot like love.
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