It was kind of a tough read to get through. The story is presented in the form of an older man's reminiscences of his youth while growing up in SLC, which is sort of a sequel to Big Rock Candy Mountain. This structure was quite effective and affecting. I guess, considering that it is mainly a novel about the coming-of-age and young adulthood of a young man, it's understandable why so much sex is at the core of everything. However, it was a bit excessive for my liking. Nevertheless, it earns an extra star for being a serious work of literature that names and describes numerous places that I have been familiar with for most of my life. :)
A beautifully written book that vividly portrays a life lived in my hometown of Salt Lake City. Stegner's descriptive prowess is such that I can clearly envision my city as it was in 1979. Moreover, through the recall of the main character, I am transported back to the city of his youth in the 1920s. It is truly fascinating to witness the city before my time, during my time, and then know how it is in 2024.
However, beyond the remarkable descriptions, the story holds a powerful recall of a man's connection to a city during his tumultuous childhood. The author masterfully weaves together the fabric of the city's history and the protagonist's personal journey, creating a narrative that is both engaging and deeply moving.
The book not only offers a glimpse into the past but also makes one reflect on the passage of time and the changes that a city and its people undergo. It is a testament to the power of literature to capture the essence of a place and a time, and to evoke emotions that resonate long after the final page has been turned.
Stegner is without a doubt a master novelist. Even though I read this novel intermittently over the course of a year (and it's only around 300 pages), I relished the experience of dipping in and out and uncovering the genius within a single sentence. This story continues the journey of Bruce from Big Rock Candy Mountain. He is back in town and has to relive, especially his almost wife. Instead, he chose to become an ambassador.
The canyon breeze had died down, the trees stood still, and the street stretched out before him. It was not simply empty but blurred and ambiguous, like a double exposure. He felt bewildered in the strictest sense, half lost in a half-remembered wilderness. He was beguiled by familiar-seeming landmarks, just as he had been as a boy prowling the willow bottoms of the Whitemud, following destinationless and overgrown paths that cattle had pushed through the brush. This vivid description paints a picture of his confusion and disorientation.
He was beginning to discover that memory had no calendar. Inside, everything was simultaneous. A sense of time had to be forcibly imposed on it. This profound thought reflects on the nature of memory and how it doesn't adhere to the linear progression of time. It shows how our memories can blend and overlap, making it difficult to distinguish between different moments in our lives.
Stegner once again achieves great success in penning a miraculously insightful story. The protagonist of this story is a man, who could potentially be any one of us. He revisits his youth, family, and friends 45 years after leaving both his home and the town of his youth. The story is profound and, during the reading process, I found myself reflecting back on my own youth, both literally and emotionally. It's as if Stegner has a magical pen that can touch the deepest chords of our hearts and make us relive those precious memories of our past. The details he provides about the man's journey back in time are so vivid that it's easy to imagine oneself in the same situation. This story not only makes us think about our own youth but also about the passage of time and how it affects our relationships and our sense of self.