"Is that what eternity is for, to muck over a life's minutiae? Who could have imagined that one would have forever to remember each moment of life down to its tiniest component?"
It's 1951, and Marcus Messner-- son of a kosher butcher, and dedicated college student-- is dead. An overprotective father, a mentally unhinged roommate, the auburn-haired and seductive Olivia, college-required chapel attendance, the Korean War, an appendectomy, and a snowstorm-- some (or all) of these events have lead him to where he is now. This unsettling book leaves the reader with much to ponder about war, religion, responsibility, and the hand of fate.
-Vicky
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