Balcony View

Balcony View

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a€œWhat if you had a dying child, spouse, lover, parent, and the world caved in? It could happen. What was it like, after the Towers fell, to live in a war zone with a gravely ill husband? Julia Frey's BALCONY VIEW is far more than a 9/11 story. In this unique, historic diary -- the handwritten original is in the 9/11 Museum in New York -- Frey, a distinguished biographer, found herself in the unenviable position of writing about a life as it was falling apart -- her own. Her vivid, wry, tender book describes living for six months at Ground Zero with writer, Ron Sukenick during his terminal illness. It's a beautifully written, clear-eyed portrait of simple courage, remarkable humor, generosity and decency.a€ Douglas Penick, writer, literary critica€œThe view from this balcony is compelling and utterly unique. Julia Frey has a first row seat for the two tragedies which mark her existence -- the terrorist attacks on the World Trade Center and her husband's progressively disabling malady. She peers down at the excavation of Ground Zero and brings us an account both riveting and thoughtful, despairing and buoyant, graceful and frank. As she navigates post 9-11 Manhattan, and a marriage that has been dealt the blow of untimely illness, we get to see, up-close, how ordinary people get through extraordinary times. With her deft touch and her sharp-warm humor, Frey is the perfect guide for such daunting territory.a€Elizabeth Scarboro, author: Phoenix, upside downVery quietly Ron said, a€œYou know, I think the Towers are going to go. Maybe we'd better get out of here.a€ If either of the Towers fell at a certain angle, our building was directly in the line of fall. Above the raging flames, the steel I-beams were beginning to bulge out, softening in the heat. Again his unnaturally quiet voice, a€œI can't stay here. If the Towers start falling on us, I'll die of fright.a€ (BALCONY VIEW - a 9/11/ Diary )Julia Frey's remarkable account begins on September 11, 2001, as the couple decide that no matter how weak Ron is, they must somehow flee. They abandon his wheelchair. He is too frail to climb on a boat. Later that day, covered with ashes, they struggle home through a neighborhood pitched into destruction and chaos, to look out his study window at their new view: a€œthe stage-set for Dante's Inferno.a€ The domino effect of one burning, collapsing building setting fire to the next one makes it clear that their own building could still go. a€œThe electricity was out. Ron could never go down 26 flights on his rear end. We were trapped in the sky.a€That's when Julia decides to write it all down -- if only for the people who will find their bodies. Describing the first night in the the ruins, being evacuated, then returning weeks later, to live at Ground Zero, she discovers that their world has totally changed, yet finally not changed at all. a€œOur previous problems didn't magically disappear. They were just waiting for us to come back in the door.a€ This hugely powerful narrative of double coping -- with Ron's progressive illness and with the after-effects of 9/11 -- describes a situation the manuals don't cover -- caregiving in a disaster. Her intense yet humorous 'you are there' style moves the diary swiftly along, catching us in a gripping, touching, brave, and yes, funny story of falling towers, a failing husband and a floundering mAcnage An trois. a€œNothing happens in a vacuum, a€ she says, weaving in the leitmotif of a love affair. Unflinchingly, she faces the ruins outside and her frightening, inner ambivalence as she sacrifices creative and professional life to nurse her husband. Ron is no angel either -- the self-centered, willful novelist insists she take a lover, then wants her to give him up. a€œWhat makes him think he can turn us off and on like televisions?a€ she wonders.In a poignant Coda, she describes an almost supernatural series of events after Ron dies. There is even a happy ending.Then, in Rona#39;s bathroom, I stripped down, shaking my clothes off into the shower before putting them into the bag of dirty laundry. My black pants and T-shirt were thick with dust. We were ... I sealed my jewelry, the sterling, stock certificates, deeds and other lock box items in plastic bags, stuck them under the bench in Rona#39;s shower, and closed the shower door. If the building caught fire or was otherwiseanbsp;...

Title:Balcony View
Author:Julia Frey
Publisher:Julia Frey - 2011-12-02


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