One Good Tree: One Woman Journey through the Turbulent Sixties, Vietnam, and the Counter Culture
Author
Irene Isobel Carver
Author Bio
Irene Carver is an author, who after leaving her native home of Boston at the age of twenty-six, spent most of her adult life in the Pacific Northwest. When her three children were grown she studied at the New Mexico Academy of Healing Arts in Santa Fe and became certified as a Polarity Therapist. Irene then owned and operated a Healing Arts Center in Northern California. She is currently living in Ashland, Oregon.
Description
This powerful story of resilience traces the author’s life through the turbulent decade of the 1960s. Her marriage is shaken by the Vietnam War, the trauma of her young soldier/husband’s PTSD, and his subsequent heroin addiction. Irene Carver must navigate jobs, relationships and motherhood during a time of outrage and hope. The author has created a vivid time capsule into the 60s.The revolutionary spirit that helped stop the Vietnam War is palpable: the unforgettable music, the new ideas and thinking promoted by books such as Be Here Now, The Greening of America, Autobiography of a Yogi, and the determination of a new generation to change the world. Every person who lived through the 60s will recognize pieces of their own lives in this gripping narrative. ONE GOOD TREE is deeply rooted in family and the human quest for peace, and is detailed with an honesty and authenticity that will linger in the hearts and minds of the reader.
Book excerpt
Once Paul had put heroine in his arm, he didn’t allow himself to think of his other life, it hurt too much. But now he forced himself to allow memoires to wakw him up. He touched the twenty-dollar bill in his pocket and decided he’d get the bus to Larchmont and go visit his son. He forgot which stop it was and got off the bus at Cushing Square, realizing he had to walk about ten blocks to Irene’s. It is nice enough out, he thought; this will give me time to decide what to say to Irene before she has a chance to get all wierd on me. Then, suddenly, Paul felt like a noose was thrown around his neck and reality screeced to a stop. He looked up and saw he was standing right in front of Stanton Funeral Home. It was a big white house with wrought iron railings around a large front porch. He remembered that this was where Tedd’s wake was held. Paul thought he would vomit; he put his head between his hands. He lost connection to time and his body jolted sharply as he ran across the street. He had to get away from that place; it was poison. Once across the street Paul looked back and an oozing pus was chasing him. His eyes searched the terrain in front of him.
p. 291 to 292 of “One Good Tree: One Woman Journey through the Turbulent Sixties, Vietnam, and the Counter Culture”
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