I saw this book in the library, and I just had to read it. I just love Judy Blume, and I have always read children’s books by her. But this book seemed wonderful when I looked at it, and I wasn’t sorry to read it.
In 1987, Miri Ammerman returns to her hometown of Elizabeth, New Jersey to attend a commemoration of the worst year of her life.
Thirty-five years ago, when Miri was fifteen, and in love for the first time, a succession of airplanes fell from the sky, leaving a community reeling. Against this backdrop of actual events in the early 1950s, when airline travel was new and exciting and everyone dreamed of going somewhere, Judy Blume imagines and weaves together a haunting story of three generations of families, friends, and strangers, whose lives are profoundly changed by these disasters.
She paints a vivid portrait of a particular time and place, a bomb-hysteria, rumors of communist threat, love, explosive friendships, Nat King Cole singing, Elizabeth Taylor haircuts, and so on. And a young man makes his name reporting tragedy. Through it all, one generation reminds another that life has to go on.
This is a very gripping novel that readers won’t be able to put down.
Rating: 5 stars
Reviewed by: Irene S. Roth