Frenchtown Summer

Frenchtown Summer

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by Robert Cormier, Dan Krovatin

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Eugene is remembering the summer of 1938 in Frenchtown, a time when he began to wonder “what I was doing here on the planet Earth.” Here in vibrant, exquisite detail are his lovely mother, his aunts and uncles, cousins and friends, and especially his beloved, enigmatic father. Here, too, is the world of a mill town: the boys swimming in a brook that is red…  See more details below


Eugene is remembering the summer of 1938 in Frenchtown, a time when he began to wonder “what I was doing here on the planet Earth.” Here in vibrant, exquisite detail are his lovely mother, his aunts and uncles, cousins and friends, and especially his beloved, enigmatic father. Here, too, is the world of a mill town: the boys swimming in a brook that is red or purple or green, depending on the dyes dumped that day by the comb shop; the visit of the ice man; and the boys’ trips to the cemetery or the forbidden railroad tracks. And here also is a darker world–the mystery of a girl murdered years before. Robert Cormier’s touching, funny, melancholy chronicle of a vanished world celebrates a son’s connection to his father and human relationships that are timeless.

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Horn Book
(Intermediate, Young Adult)
What an astonishment that the grandmaster of the YA novel has turned to poetry at this point in his career. And yet the enterprise has a sense of inevitability about it, because our immediate realization on opening these pages is that Robert Cormier had been writing blank verse all along but we just hadn't noticed. Check out the opening paragraphs of I Am the Cheese, the closing paragraphs of Tenderness, the descriptions of the transition to the Fade and the flight of the Bumblebee. In other ways, too, this work is a distillation of what has gone before. Cormieresque themes and symbols reveal themselves to the knowledgeable reader: the lonely, bookish boy; the bully; the snarling dog; the smell of lilacs; nuns in the classroom and priests in the confessional; hidden and revealed identity; dark secrets under the surface of ordinary life; forgiveness and redemption. The people and places, too, are familiar: the tenements, streets, and back alleys of Frenchtown; the comb factories; St. Jude's Catholic Church; the crochety shop owners. All familiar from Cormier's other novels, and yet the effect is fresh and newly intense in this story of a summer in which a young boy comes to understand his silent and withdrawn father. Warm, poignant; dare we say tender? But this is Cormier, after all, who can never resist a dark and ambivalent drama, and so this is also the summer when the boy finds proof (perhaps) of something he must never reveal about his beloved uncle Med and Marielle LeMoyne, who was found strangled with "a yellow necktie with black stripes coiled like a snake around her neck." A treat for Cormier fans, and a revelation for others. patty campbell
Publishers Weekly - Publisher's Weekly
More wistful but equally as haunting as Cormier's usual fare, this novel in verse shapes an impressionistic portrait of a lonely, keenly observant boy living in post-WWI Frenchtown (also the setting for the novel Fade). Twelve-year-old Eugene finds his father enigmatic and distant: "My father was a silhouette,/ as if obscured/ by a light shining behind him./ He was closer to me waving from the street/ than nearby in the tenement/ or walking beside me." While hoping for some sign of paternal love or approval, Eugene quietly and contemplatively penetrates the secrets of Frenchtown. He watches as Mrs. Cartin contemplates taking a leap from the third-floor, stands by as a one-time friend becomes an outcast after a bout with St. Vitus' dance and connects his favorite uncle to an unsolved murder case. Every observation implies mystery and hidden dramas; while the short verse chapters seem less plot-driven than Cormier fans may expect, they subtly convey the shadows in Frenchtown and the action those shadows conceal. Feeling "as transparent as rain," Eugene is a ghostly presence here, taking readers back in time and slowly mesmerizing them with his memories of coming of age. Ages 12-up. (Sept.) Copyright 1999 Cahners Business Information.
Children's Literature - Children's Literature
This young adult author uses poetry to look back at his twelfth year through the perspective that time has given him. Cormier reminisces about his first love, first job, intense people and emotions, and the ambiguities in his relationship with his father. Each poem takes the shape of a story, each filled with insights and imagery only remembering can bring. 2000, Delacorte, Ages 10 up, $16.95. Reviewer: Susie Wilde
This exquisite novel, told in lyrical free verse, tells the story of Eugene's twelfth summer in Frenchtown, Massachussets, sometime in the 1930s,when he falls in love for the first time, get his first paper route, loses his favorite uncle, and connects with his emotionally distant father. Each chapter is a separate poem and the novel is episodic in structure. Although many of the events may seem minor, the poetry Cormier uses to show readers Eugene's life in unforgettable. Cormier brings a long forgotten era to life with this book. Readers expecting his more typical explorations of the darker elements of humanity may be disappointed, but those who savor beautiful imagery and the evocation of past times will be thrilled. Eugene's story may not be catastrophic or life threatening, but it is eventful and thought provoking. Reluctant readers may be enticed by the brief text. Genre: Coming of Age/Poverty. 1999, Delacorte, 113 pp., $16.95. Ages 12 up. Reviewer: Ellen Greever; Milwaukee, Wisconsin
Library Journal
Gr 6 Up-In taut verse, Eugene provides verbal snapshots of his town, the enigmatic adults around him, and his own growing sense of self. A lyrical tour de force that packs an emotional wallop. (Sept.) Copyright 1999 Cahners Business Information.
School Library Journal
Gr 7 Up-Frenchtown Summer (Delacorte, 1999), set just after World War I in Monument, MA, is Robert Cormier's somewhat autobiographical, coming-of-age novel in verse. The short chapters become snapshots which together form a portrait of one summer in the life of Eugene, a sensitive boy. Actor Rene Auberjonois reads the poems in his resonant, expressive voice. His gentle voice is so steady and even that listeners may not even realize that they listening to verse. With pauses and changes in tones, Auberjonois adds touches of mystery or excitement when needed, but mostly he is careful to let Cormier's words speak for themselves. The second tape is an interview between Cormier and historian Leonard S. Marcus in which they discuss the background to the novel, the numerous autobiographical elements it contains, and Cormier's style and methods. Cormier's speech with its soft r's betrays his New England heritage and provides a nice change from the book itself.-Claudia Moore, W.T. Woodson High School, Fairfax, VA Copyright 2002 Cahners Business Information.

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Doorway Shadows

That summer in Frenchtown in the days when I knew my name but did not know who I was, we lived on the second floor of the three-decker on Fourth Street. From the piazza late in the afternoon I watched for my father, waiting for him to come home from the Monument Comb Shop. No matter how tired he was, his step was quick. He'd always look up, expecting to see me, and that's why I was there, not wanting to disappoint him or myself.

That was the summer of my first paper route, and I walked the tenement canyons of Frenchtown delivering The Monument Times, dodging bullies and dogs, wondering what I was doing here on the planet Earth, not knowing yet that the deep emptiness inside me was loneliness.

I felt like a ghost on Mechanic Street, transparent as rain, until the growling of Mr. Mellier's dog restored my flesh and blood and hurried me on my way. I was always glad to arrive home, where my mother, who looked like a movie star, welcomed me with a kiss and a hug. My mother filled the tenement with smells, cakes in the oven, hot donuts in bubbling oil, and hamburg laced with onions sizzling in the black pan she called the Spider. She loved books, lilac cologne, and me.

My mother was vibrant, a wind chime, but my father was a silhouette, as if obscured by a light shining behind him. He was closer to me waving from the street than nearby in the tenement or walking beside me. On summer Saturdays, the men gathered at the Happy Times bar or in Rouleau's Barber Shop and talked about the Boston Red Sox and the prospects of a layoff at the Monument Comb Shop while my brother, Raymond, swapped baseball cards in Pee Alley with his best friend, Alyre Tournier. I stood beside my father as he listened to what the men were saying, smoking his Chesterfields, and I wished I could be like him, mysterious, silent.

I was not famous in the schoolyard, or on the street corners, content to cheer for Raymond, who was a star at everything, baseball at Cartier's Field, Buck Buck How Many Fingers Up? in the schoolyard, while I read The Adventures of Tom Sawyer or A Study in Scarlet on the piazza, avoiding the possibility of dropping a fly ball in center field.

My paper route took me from the green three-decker next to the Boston and Maine railroad tracks where downtown Monument met Frenchtown, along Mechanic and all the numbered streets from First to Twelfth. My last customer was Mr. Lottier at the end of Mechanic Street next to the sewer beds. I held my nose as I tossed the paper to his piazza. He always smiled when he paid me on Friday, as if his nose didn't work.

That summer, Frenchtown was a place of Sahara afternoons, shadows in doorways, lingering evenings, full of unanswered questions and mysteries.

It was also the summer of my twelfth birthday, the summer of Sister Angela and Marielle LeMoyne (even though she was dead) And my brother, Raymond, and all the others, but especially my uncle Med and my father.

And finally it was the summer of the airplane.

From the Paperback edition.

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Guest More than 1 year ago
The chapters are so simple and profound. Robert Cormier really adapted his style into poetry in this book. It is one of my most beloved novels ever.
SandraLeeCW More than 1 year ago
The book Frenchtown Summer by Robert Cormier wasn’t anything like I had ever read before. The author brought so much life to the setting and characters of the book. I could easily picture the scenes that the author imagined. But what really made this book so interesting was the way Robert changed the mood. At times it was enchanting what the author expressed, but then in the next line was something heartbreaking. He really kept you turning the page to see what else he had to offer in the story put in lyrical verse. The series of scenes that the author portrayed were so very different, but very important. They conveyed the occasions in twelve year old Eugene’s childhood and it didn’t seem as if they were connected together and if so, it was rare. It seemed as if the author was simply listing important people and occasions in the young boys life, but once I read the last page I saw the connection. The novel by Comier revealed the excitement and sensitive feelings of a young boy. The love of planes and trains, the fear of death, the coming of crushes, and the admiration of a father are things that I’m sure most boys could relate to. Read about Eugene’s overcoming of loneliness and the discovery of his fathers true feelings toward his son in Frenchtown Summer.
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Anonymous More than 1 year ago
The chapters were short and simple. Plus easy to read! This book just took me inside of its enchanting, simple world.v
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