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When It Was Our War; A Soldier's Wife on the Home Front

When It Was Our War; A Soldier's Wife on the Home Front

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When Stella Suberman wrote her first memoir, The Jew Store, at the age of seventy-six, she was widely praised for shedding light on a forgotten piece of American history--Jewish life in the rural South. In her new memoir, Suberman reveals yet another overlooked aspect of America's past--the domestic side of war.Her story begins in the Miami Beach she grew up in, when hotel signs boasted "Always a View, Never a Jew" and where a passenger ship lingered just off shore carrying hundreds of European Jews hoping for--but never finding--sanctuary. It was a time of innocence, before that war in Europe became our war.Stella was nineteen when America entered the fighting. By the time she was twenty-three, the war was over. She married Jack Suberman the week he enlisted and set out alone to join him in California. She was kicked off trains to make room for soldiers, her luggage was stolen, she was arrested for soliciting, but she was determined to follow her husband. And she did so for the next four years as he was sent from air base to air base, first training to be a bombardier and then training others. It wasn't until he was sent overseas to fly combat missions that she finally went back home to wait, as did so many other soldier's wives.This remarkable memoir renders a double understanding of war--of how it matured a young woman and how it matured a country. By personalizing the patriotism of the 1940s, Stella Suberman's story becomes the story of all military wives and serves as a powerful reminder of how differently many Americans feel about war sixty years later.
When Stella Suberman wrote her first memoir, The Jew Store, at the age of seventy-six, she was widely praised for shedding light on a forgotten piece of American history--Jewish life in the rural South. In her new memoir, Suberman reveals yet another overlooked aspect of America's past--the domestic side of war.Her story begins in the Miami Beach she grew up in, when hotel signs boasted "Always a View, Never a Jew" and where a passenger ship lingered just off shore carrying hundreds of European Jews hoping for--but never finding--sanctuary. It was a time of innocence, before that war in Europe became our war.Stella was nineteen when America entered the fighting. By the time she was twenty-three, the war was over. She married Jack Suberman the week he enlisted and set out alone to join him in California. She was kicked off trains to make room for soldiers, her luggage was stolen, she was arrested for soliciting, but she was determined to follow her husband. And she did so for the next four years as he was sent from air base to air base, first training to be a bombardier and then training others. It wasn't until he was sent overseas to fly combat missions that she finally went back home to wait, as did so many other soldier's wives.This remarkable memoir renders a double understanding of war--of how it matured a young woman and how it matured a country. By personalizing the patriotism of the 1940s, Stella Suberman's story becomes the story of all military wives and serves as a powerful reminder of how differently many Americans feel about war sixty years later.

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This warm, simple yet artful look at her life as an army officer's wife during WWII, a sequel to Suberman's memoir, The Jew Store, is the story of a young woman-typical of so many-"who got caught up in a whirlwind and, while she was finding her way about in it, did a lot of growing up." Now 80, Suberman brings a sense of immediacy, tension and even a surprise ending (that will catch your heart) to events that took place more than half a century ago. Before being sent off to battle, Suberman's husband was stationed in California, Arizona and Kansas, and with a novelist's gift for detail and pacing, the author introduces the characters who moved in and out of her life in these locations, among them the anti-Semitic Mrs. Gillis, who inspected young Stella for the "lump" she'd been assured existed on the backs of Jews everywhere; Jerry Bulla, a Mexican-born cadet who passed himself off as Hawaiian to avoid discrimination; and Mrs. Womble, the Subermans' Kansas landlady, who spent her afternoons playing strip poker with the neighborhood ladies. Suberman's narrative retains a calm, even tone, even when her luggage is stolen and she's nearly arrested by a cop who mistakes her for a hooker when he finds her sleeping on a train station bench. And she is equally matter-of-fact about the undercurrent of racism and anti-Semitism that flows through her narrative, showing, without sanctimony, how she eventually confronted her own prejudices and challenged others to confront theirs. (Sept. 26) Forecast: With the recent nostalgia for WWII, this lovely account of wartime on the home front should have broad appeal, which will be helped by a 10-city author tour. This could be a sleeper. (c) Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved

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This warm, simple yet artful look at her life as an army officer's wife during WWII, a sequel to Suberman's memoir, The Jew Store, is the story of a young woman-typical of so many-"who got caught up in a whirlwind and, while she was finding her way about in it, did a lot of growing up." Now 80, Suberman brings a sense of immediacy, tension and even a surprise ending (that will catch your heart) to events that took place more than half a century ago. Before being sent off to battle, Suberman's husband was stationed in California, Arizona and Kansas, and with a novelist's gift for detail and pacing, the author introduces the characters who moved in and out of her life in these locations, among them the anti-Semitic Mrs. Gillis, who inspected young Stella for the "lump" she'd been assured existed on the backs of Jews everywhere; Jerry Bulla, a Mexican-born cadet who passed himself off as Hawaiian to avoid discrimination; and Mrs. Womble, the Subermans' Kansas landlady, who spent her afternoons playing strip poker with the neighborhood ladies. Suberman's narrative retains a calm, even tone, even when her luggage is stolen and she's nearly arrested by a cop who mistakes her for a hooker when he finds her sleeping on a train station bench. And she is equally matter-of-fact about the undercurrent of racism and anti-Semitism that flows through her narrative, showing, without sanctimony, how she eventually confronted her own prejudices and challenged others to confront theirs. (Sept. 26) Forecast: With the recent nostalgia for WWII, this lovely account of wartime on the home front should have broad appeal, which will be helped by a 10-city author tour. This could be a sleeper. (c) Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved

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