Book – This memoir describes a ten-year search by the author to uncover the truth behind his father’s death in 1970. Hainey was six when his family received the tragic news that his father had been found dead on the street on Chicago’s North Side. Like his father before him, Hainey became a journalist, and he used his investigative experience to unearth the elusive truth about that night. This chronicle begins with a focus on the author’s mother and the telling of the story of his parent’s courtship at the Chicago Tribune. A colorful portrait of the lives of Tribune and Sun Times journalists at that time is told. Hainey relates memories of growing up in Chicago and reveals the impact his father’s absence had on his childhood. When he questions his family and his father’s co-workers, he gathers additional anecdotes about the lives of newspaper reporters in the sixties, but his sources remain quiet about the night his father died. Eventually, his dedicated search reveals the truth about that night, and in the process provides him with a rich history about the father he lost. For the audiobook, award winning narrator Dan Miller does a wonderful job with the preponderance of dialog for the interviews contained in this memoir.
Book – Wild: From Lost to Found on the Pacific Crest Trail is an inspirational and candidly honest memoir by Cheryl Strayed. At the age of 26, feeling that she no longer had anything to lose, Strayed makes an impulsive decision to hike 1100 miles of the Pacific Crest Trail; her ultimate goal is to reach the Bridge of the Gods spanning the Columbia River at the Washington-Oregon border. Totally inexperienced and naïve she embarks solo on a journey that begins in the Mojave Desert and takes her through California, Oregon, and Washington State. I was perfectly content being an armchair traveler as the author encountered black bears, rattlesnakes, temperature extremes, inadequate boots that rubbed blisters on her heels and made her toe nails fall off and clothing that failed to keep her cool in scorching heat or warm in the bitter cold while hauling all her possessions in a ridiculously heavy backpack appropriately named Monster. She was lonely, vulnerable, and woefully inexperienced. Many times she went hungry and unshowered due to her lack of planning and funds. At other times, I wished that I could hike along with Strayed taking in the beauty of the trail, feeling a great sense of accomplishment with every mile hiked and enjoying the interactions when meeting up with other hikers and experiencing the kindnesses and friendships that she made along the way. I cheered as she became stronger, smarter and began to heal. The book also recounts her disappointments and mistakes including drug use and sexual promiscuity that ultimately led to her escape to the trail. “I was crying over all of it,” she writes, “over the sick mire I’d made of my life since my mother died; over the stupid existence that had become my own. I was not meant to be this way, to live this way, to fail so darkly.” This is a lovely story of both physical and spiritual endurance and realization.