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...In the traditionally published non-fiction category, last year's winner, Ferdinand, chose Lindberg's "Whiskey Breakfast" over Robert Rodi's travel memoir, "Seven Seasons in Siena," for its "unusual personal candidness, its historical depth, and its important contribution to the compendium of Chicago literature."
Whiskey Breakfast:
My Swedish Family My American Life
University of Minnesota
Press, 2011, Trade paperback, $18.95
More than two decades ago, I had an idea for
a book about my enigmatic father, the radical
socialist Oscar Lindberg. It would be a book
that blends memoir with a history of Swedish
immigration to Chicago framed through the lens
of two disparate families, those of my mother
and my father. I had invented a title for this
book back in 1989 - Whiskey Breakfast
- then fretted that some other author would
take it. Thankfully, that did not occur.
My father was married four times in an event-filled
life. He was once a widower and twice divorced
before settling in with his fourth and final
wife in 1967. I was his second U.S.-born son,
and my mother, Helen Marie Stone, was his third
wife. She grew up on the side streets off of
Clark Street - Chicago's last Swedetown. Inside
Simon's Tavern on Clark Street, a relic of the
Depression Era that still serves the neighborhood
people, my mother's father, Richard Stone, brokered
the marriage of Helen to my father-a marriage
she never really wanted.
Duty and obligation beckoned. Her family was
poor, but my father was older and gave the appearance
of being quite wealthy. He built fashionable
homes up and down Chicago's North Shore as he
buried his family secrets and presented a veneer
of probity, respectability, and good business
sense. Privately, his radical Swedish socialism
belied his lifestyle of conspicuous consumption
in Skokie, Illinois, an affluent suburb north
of Chicago. My mother suffered an unhappy seven-year
marriage that ended disastrously.
This is the backdrop of Whiskey Breakfast,
a painful and haunting echo of the past; divorce,
alcoholism, lives torn asunder, and my own experiences
growing up in turbulent times. It is my life
story.
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