From Steven V. Roberts comes My Fathers' Houses, a memoir of growing up in Bayonne, New Jersey, an immigrant community in the shadow of the Statue if Liberty, and the story of how his father and his grandfather's dreams–and their own passion for writing and ideas–influenced Steven's future, and inspired him to seek his fortune in New York City, the media capital of the world. This is a story of a town and a time and a boy who grew up there, a boy who became a New York Times correspondent, TV and radio personality, and best–selling author. The town was Bayonne, New Jersey, a European village so close to New York that Steve could see the Statue of Liberty from his bedroom window. The time was the forties and fifties, when children of immigrants were striving to become American and find a place in a booming post–war world. The core of Steve's world was one block, where he lived in a house his grandfather, Harry Schanbam, had built with his own hands. But the story starts back in Russia, where the family business of writing and ideas began. Steve's other grandfather, Abraham Rogowsky, stole money to become a Zionist pioneer in Palestine before moving to America. The tale continues through the Depression, when Steve's parents lived one block apart in Bayonne, wrote letters to each other and married in secret. During the war years, Steve's father wrote children's books and based one of his best sellers on outings he took with his twin sons to the local train station. As his byline, he used his boys' middle names–Jeffrey Victor–so Steve got his first writing credit before he was two. The story concludes with the boy leaving Bayonne, going on to Harvard, meeting the Catholic girl who became his wife, and starting work at the New York Times–across the river, and worlds away, from where he began. Now a grandfather of five, Steve Roberts looks in the mirror and sees his own father and grandfather looking back at him–a family chain that started in 19th century Russia and thrives today in 21st century America.
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这本书带来的思考是多维度的。它不仅仅是对过去的回顾,更是对当下的一种审视。在阅读的过程中,我不断地将书中的场景和人物与自己的生活经验进行对照。那些关于成长、关于离别、关于家庭关系的描写,都让我产生了强烈的共鸣。它让我开始重新审视自己与家人的关系,思考“家”的意义究竟是什么。是物理空间,是血缘联系,还是一种情感的归属?作者似乎在用他的故事回答这个问题,但他并没有给出明确的答案,而是留给了读者广阔的想象空间。这种开放式的表达,反而更能激发读者的思考。我觉得,这本书能够帮助我们更好地理解自己,理解我们所处的时代,以及理解那些在我们生命中留下深刻印记的人们。它像一面镜子,映照出我们内心深处的某些情感,让我们得以更清晰地认识自己。
评分总而言之,这本书给我的整体感受是丰富而深刻的。它不是那种读完后会立刻让人遗忘的快餐式读物,而是会在你的脑海中留下长久的回响。我常常会在不经意间想起书中的某个场景,或者某个观点。它所探讨的关于记忆、关于传承、关于身份认同的主题,都触及了人生的根本性问题。虽然我无法具体提及书中的内容,但我可以肯定地说,这本书拥有着一种强大的精神力量,它能够引导你去思考,去感受,去发现。它让我以一种全新的视角去审视那些曾经熟悉的事物,去发现隐藏在表象之下的深层意义。这是一次令人心动且富有启发性的阅读旅程,它不仅丰富了我的精神世界,更让我对生活有了更深的理解和感悟。
评分读这本书的过程,就像是在一个尘封已久的阁楼里,小心翼翼地打开一个个落满灰尘的箱子。每一个句子,每一段文字,都像是在讲述一段不为人知的往事。作者的笔触细腻而富有感染力,他并没有用那种戏剧化的手法来铺陈情节,而是以一种近乎散文诗般的语言,将那些零散的回忆、碎片化的片段串联起来,勾勒出一个个鲜活的人物形象。我尤其喜欢作者对细节的捕捉,无论是某个家具上细微的划痕,还是窗外随风摇曳的树影,甚至是人物之间一个不经意的眼神交流,都被赋予了深刻的含义。这种对生活细节的关注,让故事变得异常真实,仿佛我就是那个亲历者,置身于那个特定的时空之中,感受着人物的情绪起伏。有时,我会因为某个情节而会心一笑,有时,又会因为某个场景而感到一丝淡淡的忧伤。这本书让我深刻体会到,即便是在平凡的生活中,也蕴藏着无数动人的故事,而这些故事,往往就隐藏在我们最熟悉的环境里。
评分这本书的封面设计给我留下了深刻的第一印象。深沉的蓝色基调,搭配着一组抽象的、似乎在诉说着什么的老照片剪影,营造出一种怀旧又带着一丝神秘的氛围。我很好奇,这些“父亲的房子”究竟承载了怎样的故事,是实体建筑,还是某种比喻?封面上那略显斑驳的字体,仿佛时间的印记,暗示着这是一段跨越岁月的旅程。拿到手中,纸张的质感也很特别,不是那种光滑的现代印刷纸,而是一种带有细微纹理的、略微偏黄的纸张,翻阅时带着一种古朴的触感,这让我对书中内容的年代感和厚重感有了更高的期待。书名“My Fathers' Houses”本身就充满了一种宿命感和历史感,仿佛是对家族传承、根源探寻的邀请,让人迫不及待地想要一探究竟。我猜测,这本书可能不仅仅是关于“房子”本身,更多的是关于居住在其中的人,他们的经历、情感,以及这些经历如何塑造了“家”的概念。这种期待感,是阅读的开端,也是一种无形的吸引力。
评分从文学性的角度来看,这本书的语言风格非常独特。它不属于那种情节跌宕起伏、故事线索复杂的小说,也并非那种议论深刻、逻辑严密的散文。它更像是一种在文字中进行的“冥想”,一种情绪的流动。作者的句子结构富有变化,有时简洁有力,有时又绵长委婉,如同音乐的旋律,时而激昂,时而低沉。他对词语的选择也颇为考究,那些意象的运用,那些比喻的巧妙,都让文字充满了画面感和想象力。我常常会被某个词语的精准表达所打动,或者因为某个意境的描绘而沉醉。这种语言上的美感,是这本书最吸引我的地方之一。它让我意识到,好的文学作品,不仅在于讲述故事,更在于如何用文字来触动人心,如何用语言来构建一个独特的精神世界。这种阅读体验,是一种纯粹的艺术享受。
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