I'll Be Seeing You

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"I hope this letter gets to you quickly. We are always waiting, aren't we? Perhaps the greatest gift this war has given us is the anticipation…"

It's January 1943 when Rita Vincenzo receives her first letter from Glory Whitehall. Glory is an effervescent young mother, impulsive and free as a bird. Rita is a sensible professor's wife with a love of gardening and a generous, old soul. Glory comes from New England society; Rita lives in Iowa, trying to make ends meet. They have ...

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Overview

"I hope this letter gets to you quickly. We are always waiting, aren't we? Perhaps the greatest gift this war has given us is the anticipation…"

It's January 1943 when Rita Vincenzo receives her first letter from Glory Whitehall. Glory is an effervescent young mother, impulsive and free as a bird. Rita is a sensible professor's wife with a love of gardening and a generous, old soul. Glory comes from New England society; Rita lives in Iowa, trying to make ends meet. They have nothing in common except one powerful bond: the men they love are fighting in a war a world away from home.

Brought together by an unlikely twist of fate, Glory and Rita begin a remarkable correspondence. The friendship forged by their letters allows them to survive the loneliness and uncertainty of waiting on the home front, and gives them the courage to face the battles raging in their very own backyards. Connected across the country by the lifeline of the written word, each woman finds her life profoundly altered by the other's unwavering support.

A collaboration of two authors whose own beautiful story mirrors that on the page, I'll Be Seeing You is a deeply moving union of style and charm. Filled with unforgettable characters and grace, it is a timeless celebration of friendship and the strength and solidarity of women.

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Editorial Reviews

Publishers Weekly
In this epistolary debut novel, Hayes and Nyhan, who have never met directly, tell the story of Glory Whitehall and Rita Vincenzo, two pen pals who have never met in person as they begin a correspondence that sustains them both through WWII. The authors have composed letters that, if found in your grandmother's attic, would make you want to stay up all night reading through the cross-outs and the water blots with a head full of questions for the morning. However, the limits of a letter writer's self-knowledge, or perhaps a desire for self-protection, preclude the sort of no holds barred disclosure the story lines beg for: "Was it really that easy to kiss your husband's competition while he was away, Glory?" "Tell us more about how you came to accept the girl who, at first, wasn't good enough for your son, Rita." Aside from the climactic sequence, the epistolary format never fully gels, as too many episodes call for a narrator's omniscience. Nevertheless, Nyhan and Hayes show us that letters from a cherished friend have a particular role to play in shepherding us through life's loves and losses. (June)
From the Publisher
"Engaging, charming and moving, a beautifully rendered exploration of WWII on the homefront and the type of friendship that helps us survive all manner of battles."
-Kirkus (starred review)

"Timeless and universal...[a] deeply satisfying tale."
-Booklist

"A wonderful affirmation of the life-enhancing potential of female friendship." -Margaret Leroy, author of The Soldier's Wife

"I devoured this story in one greedy, glorious gulp. Oh, the women! I love them. I love their families and their voices and their stories. I bet you'll love them, too." -Marisa de los Santos, bestselling author of Love Walked In

"A delight! I'll Be Seeing You made me want to get out a pen and paper and write a friend a good old-fashioned letter." -Sarah Jio, author of The Violets of March

"Original and heartfelt...Set in World War II, yet somehow timeless, this novel is as beautifully written as it is captivating. An absolutely terrific debut." -Sarah Pekkanen, author of The Opposite of Me

"Women on the WWII home front faced loneliness and terrible fears. But I'll Be Seeing You tells the compelling story of two women who endured, bolstered by duty, love and, most important, friendship. I read this sweet, compassionate novel with my heart in my throat." -Kelly O'Connor McNees, author of The Lost Summer of Louisa May Alcott

"Vivid and well-crafted, I'll Be Seeing You poignantly illustrates the hopes and struggles of life on the home front. Readers will laugh, cry and be inspired by this timeless story of friendship and courage." -Pam Jenoff, bestselling author of The Kommandant's Girl

From The Critics
"Engaging, charming and moving, a beautifully rendered exploration of WWII on the homefront and the type of friendship that helps us survive all manner of battles."
-Kirkus (starred review)

"Timeless and universal...[a] deeply satisfying tale."
-Booklist

"A wonderful affirmation of the life-enhancing potential of female friendship." -Margaret Leroy, author of The Soldier's Wife

"I devoured this story in one greedy, glorious gulp. Oh, the women! I love them. I love their families and their voices and their stories. I bet you'll love them, too." -Marisa de los Santos, bestselling author of Love Walked In

"A delight! I'll Be Seeing You made me want to get out a pen and paper and write a friend a good old-fashioned letter." -Sarah Jio, author of The Violets of March

"Original and heartfelt...Set in World War II, yet somehow timeless, this novel is as beautifully written as it is captivating. An absolutely terrific debut." -Sarah Pekkanen, author of The Opposite of Me

"Women on the WWII home front faced loneliness and terrible fears. But I'll Be Seeing You tells the compelling story of two women who endured, bolstered by duty, love and, most important, friendship. I read this sweet, compassionate novel with my heart in my throat." -Kelly O'Connor McNees, author of The Lost Summer of Louisa May Alcott

"Vivid and well-crafted, I'll Be Seeing You poignantly illustrates the hopes and struggles of life on the home front. Readers will laugh, cry and be inspired by this timeless story of friendship and courage." -Pam Jenoff, bestselling author of The Kommandant's Girl

Kirkus Reviews
Two World War II soldiers' wives begin a pen-pal correspondence and help each other through the emotional upheaval of war. Rita is a middle-aged professor's wife in Iowa, and Glory is a young mother in Massachusetts. Through a pen-pal program, the two become fast friends in 1943 and share their fears, temptations, trials and triumphs as they move through the war years. Rita's husband and son are both in uniform, her husband in Europe and her son on a ship in the South Pacific. Glory's husband is overseas, too, but her life is complicated by the shadow of a past romance with her husband's best friend, who is medically unable to serve in the war. Glory has two children under 5, and Rita's son is apparently in love with the least acceptable girl in town; Rita is a German-American married to a second-generation Italian, while Glory hails from New England money. The two establish a solid friendship that grows ever more devoted, and through their letters and the occasional correspondence to and from secondary characters, we get a powerful, fascinating look at the war years and at the interesting choices and tragic consequences of a nation enduring an overseas war. Engaging, charming and moving, a beautifully rendered exploration of WWII on the homefront and the type of friendship that helps us survive all manner of battles.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780778314950
  • Publisher: Harlequin
  • Publication date: 5/28/2013
  • Edition description: Original
  • Pages: 313
  • Sales rank: 135,122
  • Product dimensions: 5.56 (w) x 8.06 (h) x 0.90 (d)

Meet the Author

Suzanne Hayes

SUZANNE HAYES (BY LORETTA NYHAN)
Suzy is short, like five-nothing. Her laugh is electric. She likes to wash her face with honey and leave her clothes on the floor of her closet instead of hanging them up. She has a beautiful garden, though I've never seen it. Her husband likes to cook. Her brilliant oldest daughter is in college, and her younger two have delightful, little-girl voices. She spends her days teaching social studies to teens who've lost their way. She wrote a book with me called I'LL BE SEEING YOU. She is my friend—one of my closest—and yet...

We've never actually met.

I don't know if her eyes really are as green as photos suggest, or if she brings her hand to her mouth when she eats (like I do), or if she wears perfume. I've never watched her cross the street or cook dinner. I don't know if she gives tight hugs (though I'm pretty sure she does).

The only thing I know for sure is I wouldn't know what to do with myself if she wasn't in my life. She's my writing soul mate.

LORETTA NYHAN (BY SUZANNE HAYES)

Loretta loves The Beatles, Robert Redford and organic living. She's a beautiful mama bear who carries a fierce passion and loyalty for all those she loves. Even her characters. She teaches literature and composition at the college level. (And I am thankful for that, because she fixes all my typos and overuse of exclamation points!) She's gifted with that rare combination of a gypsy soul and a fixed purpose. She shines all the time.

Loretta is my best friend, though I've never met her. She lives in the Chicago area with her husband and two adorable boys.

And when we meet there will be magic, because both of us, when we are not writing together, write stories about magic. How weird is that?

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Read an Excerpt

January 19, 1943
Rockport, Massachusetts

Dear "Garden Witch,"

I've stained my fingers blue trying to do this right.

Tonight, though, I'm feeling rather lonesome and overwhelmed, so I'm throwing caution to the wind and finally writing to you, a woman I do not know, with the honest understanding that you might not have the time (or desire) to write back in return.

I guess the best place to begin is at the beginning, right?

There's a ladies' 4-H group that meets at the church hall on Wednesday afternoons. I don't really fit in, but I'm trying to pass the time. Anyway, they didn't give out real names, only these addresses, you know? And said if we felt lonesome (which I do) or desperate (which I didn't…but I feel it creeping in on me day by day) or anything, we could sit down and write a letter to another girl who might be in the same situation. The situation. I just loved the way Old Lady Moldyflower (Mrs. Moldenhauer) said it. What does she know about our "situation"?

They passed a hat around that held pieces of paper with fake names and real addresses. I suppose the purpose is anonymity, but I figured if we are going to write, why not know each other? The paper slips hadn't been folded, and the girls were sifting through, picking whichever struck their fancy. The whole exercise felt silly and impractical, to tell you the truth. I wasn't going to take a name at all, but Mrs. Moldenhauer nudged me so hard I believe she left a bruise on my upper arm. To spite her, I picked last. I guess the other girls skipped over you because you have "witch" in your fake name. I feel lucky I got you. I could use a little magic these days. I'm seven months along now, and Robbie, Jr. is only just two. He's a holy terror.

Well…here's hoping you get this and you feel like writing back. It'll be good to run to the mailbox looking for a letter without an army seal on it.

My name is Gloria Whitehall. I'm twenty-three years old. My husband is First Sergeant Robert Whitehall in the Second Infantry. Nice to make your acquaintance.

With fondest regards,
Glory

February 1, 1943
Iowa City, Iowa

Dear Glory,

I hope this letter finds you well.

I apologize for its lateness, but to be honest I spent a week debating whether or not to pass your letter along to Mrs. Kleinschmidt, my next-door neighbor. She dragged me to the Christmas party for the 4-H, which is when we war wives scrawled our phony names on those slips of pink paper. I was in an awful mood, hence my choice of pseudonym. I do, however, have a lovely garden from late spring through early fall. I can't say it's magical, but it definitely has personality. I planted sunflowers last year and they grew to enormous heights, nearly reaching our gutters. Mrs. Kleinschmidt pronounced them "vulgar" and claimed that staring at their round, pockmarked faces gave her headaches. Of course, this is only incentive to plant more this year.

Now, lest you think I truly am a witch, I should tell you about my "situation," as your Rockport version of Mrs. K. so quaintly puts it.

My husband, Sal, is too old to fight in a war but signed up, anyway, right after Pearl Harbor. Until then he'd been teaching biology at the university here. He spent some years working in a hospital when we lived in Chicago, so they placed him as a medic with the 34th Infantry. Last I read, his division was in Tunisia. I had to look it up on a map.

My boy, Toby, turned eighteen on Halloween. By Christmas he was in Maryland starting his basic training for the navy. On the day he left I was still making his bed and pressing out his clothes, so I'm worried sick about how he's going to manage. I can't imagine the drill sergeants are patient.

Toby also looks young for his age. His cheeks are still rosy, and his hair is the color of the corn that grows on every square foot of this state. My parents were from Munich, so I've filled him with schnitzel and potato dumplings since he was as old as your Robbie. I'm hoping if he's spotted by the Germans they'll take one look and mistake him for one of their own. The Fiihrer's dream!

Your boy sounds like a rascal. Toby was always quiet, but I do remember those toddler years—chasing him around the backyard, up the stairs, down the street. I didn't treasure them. I couldn't wait until he grew old enough to talk to me while we ate lunch. When he did, all he wanted to do was stick his nose in a book.

I also understand about loneliness and not fitting in. I've lived in this town for ten years and only have one woman I can call a true friend. Her name is Irene and she works at the university library. We met at a weekday matinee showing of The Thin Man back in '35 at the Englert Theater here in Iowa City. I was dead sick of sitting by myself at the pictures, so I walked up to Irene and said her pretty dark hair made her look just like Myrna Loy. (It doesn't, not even if you squint.) She laughed at the empty compliment and we've been friends ever since.

Irene is a few years younger than me, shy and unmarried, but I've come to realize those types of differences become mere trivialities with the passing of time. She and I meet for lunch almost every afternoon, freezing our behinds off on a metal picnic bench because the navy shut the cafeterias down for aviator training. I would think that kind of instruction would mostly take place in the air, but what do I know? We moan and groan, but I honestly don't mind the chill. In fact, the lunch hour is the highlight of my day.

So that's me. Marguerite Vincenzo. Almost forty-one years old. Garden Witch.

It's nice to meet you over these many miles, Glory. You said you need some magic? Well, I need something glorious. This town doesn't provide much in the way of that.

Sincerely,

Rita

P.S. The people here call me Margie. I hate it. Sal calls me Rita sometimes, so I'd like to go by that. I hope you don't mind.

February 14, 1943
Rockport, Massachusetts

Dear Rita,

Rita? Like Rita Hayworth? Oh, gosh, I love that name. Do you have red hair? Oh, Rita, I'm so glad you wrote back. I was scared I might have chased you away.

And then I read your letter every night. Thinking about your boy and your husband, Sal. He's Italian? I wish I was. I think it would be very romantic to be Italian. I spent some time in Italy when I was growing up. Sometimes now, when I think about this war, I wonder about the beautiful places I've been, the people I met, and worry. What will the world look like after all this violence?

Your words gave me a much needed respite from worry. Thank you for that. I laughed and laughed about the sunflowers. I want to learn to do something with this rocky patch of land I have here behind the house. It's falling down due to a lack of upkeep, but lovely just the same. Robert wants me to move in with his mother who lives in Beverly, but I can't leave this place. It was my family's summerhouse (though since I married Robert, we've called it our permanent home). It's so soothing, with the sea on one side and the woods on the other. I'm only ten minutes from town and the bus stops right at the end of our road. I wish he wouldn't worry so much. I've been independent all my life.

So, your Sal is in Tunisia? How exciting! My Robert is in Sparta, Wisconsin, training. I guess it's going to be cold over in Europe. Funny, I always remember it being warm there. I find myself thinking more and more about the past the bigger my belly gets with this baby. Isn't that strange? But I suppose this war makes thinking about the future too difficult.

Tell me more about you, Rita. Tell me what else you grow in your garden and how you grow it. Should I be doing anything now in my yard? Tell me what it's like to have a grown-up boy. Robbie might just kill me. He already hates the baby. I'm trying to tell him everything will be all right, but how can I say it with a straight face? My son's no idiot. He knows when I'm lying.

The medicine wont taste bad.

The bath is not hot.

Daddy will be safe.

Lies.

I'm so big now I can't do much. And the snow…it falls and there isn't any relief. I go to the market once a week and then come home.

So thank you, Rita. Thank you for writing back. Because life is so closed up…and now it feels more open, like a wide, wide field in Iowa.

I'm enclosing a sketch of my square bit of earth here on the cliffs that I call a backyard. It's sunny. Tell me what I should plant in my victory garden, Garden Witch.

And tell me a better lie to tell my son so he grows up as good and open and pure as yours seems to be.

With great newfound affection,

Glory

February 19, 1943
Iowa City, Iowa

Dear Glory,

I wish I had red hair! Once my hair was as vibrant as Toby's, but now it's faded and pale. I wear bright coral lipstick all the time so people have something else to look at. Thank heavens for Mr. Max Factor.

Anyway, your letter came just before lunch yesterday. I read it while picking at a hamburger plate in a dark leather booth at the Capitol Cafe. Irene is in Omaha visiting family, so I'd planned on staying inside with some egg salad and a cup of tea. Then the postman arrived and I got ants in my pants so I grabbed what he brought and hoofed it into town.

The emptiness is hard to get used to. It's the middle of the academic term, yet I could roll a bowling ball down Washington Street and not hit a soul. I'm sure the weather has something to do with it (a whopping eight degrees at noontime), but more likely it's this war. With so many boys gone overseas the university might as well rename itself Sister Josephine's School for Educating Ladies. And those gals have no time for meandering—they are busy bees indeed.

It sounds like you have your hands full as well. Robbie will come around, but he is at a tough age. Now that I think about it, all the ages are difficult, even after they leave the house. Take my Toby, for instance. Turns out you were slightly mistaken in your assessment of him—he isn't quite on the shortlist for sainthood.

I had just returned from the cafe yesterday when someone knocked on the front door. My heart nearly stopped beating—the unannounced visitor is about as welcome as the devil these days—and I ran to the window to see if a government vehicle sat in our driveway. I wanted to start dancing when I saw it was a girl standing on the porch. She was a colorless, skinny thing, mewling like a cat, and when I ushered her inside she started crying, tears so big and fat I worried she'd drown.

Her name is Roylene.

"My daddy owns Roy's Tavern? On Clinton Street? By the co-op grocery?"

Everything is a question with this girl, like she doesn't trust herself enough for the declarative. I took her coat and snuck a sly glance at her tummy (flat as a pancake, thank God), and poured a cup for her. She slurped at it like a Chinaman.

Apparently when my Toby turned eighteen he headed straight for the enlistment office, and then took a detour through Roy's Tavern on his way home. Instead of going to class last November he sat on a bar stool writing in his notebooks and spouting poetry to Roylene. "My daddy says I'm no good behind the bar? So I work in the kitchen? Toby sits between the sacks of flour and potatoes and keeps me company?"

At that last question she started crying again. I swear, Glory, I did not know what to do. I patted her hand, which was all bone. That girl might work in a kitchen but she sure isn't doing any eating.

"Have you tried writing to him, hon?" She cried harder at this, her small frame racking over my kitchen table.

"I'm no good at it? I thought I'd just wait until he came back? But I can't wait anymore?"

"Do you want me to include a message from you when I write to him?"

Her face lit up, and for a few short seconds I could see what kept Toby interested.

"Please?"

So she's coming back next Monday, her day off. I have no idea what Toby really thinks of her. I'm tempted to write him a letter first, to ask, but now that just seems mean.

I have been giving some thought to your garden. I'm spoiled— Iowa's soil is rich and loamy. I was stumped, so I asked Irene. She said to think about the rocky places we're reading about in the newspapers—the shores of Italy, the mountains of Greece. What do they grow there? Oregano? Lemon balm?

Or, you could simply throw down a few inches of compost and fake it. That's what we do, isn't it? Do the best with what we have? It's not lying, dear. Don't look at it that way. It's hopeful pretending. Consider it your patriotic duty.

Sincerely,

Rita

February 20, 1943

V-mail from Marguerite Vincenzo to Pfc. Salvatore Vincenzo

Sal, I can fit exactly fifteen lines on these damn things. Sixteen if I don't sign my name. You'll know who it's from, wontcha? Maybe I'll seal it with a kiss and the censor can get lipstick all over his fingers.

I miss you. The nights are quiet, but the mornings are worse—this town seems cleared out, like everyone snuck off without saying goodbye. I know what you're thinking and I am trying to keep myself busy. Promise. I have a war wife pen pal (surprise, surprise) and Mrs. Kleinschmidt has me down at the American Legion rolling bandages. I hate the look of them. Bandages have only one use, you know?

I guess you do know. But I'm not supposed to write about things like that so I won't. The thought of you getting a letter with the words blacked out is just too depressing.

Anyway, Toby wrote last week. He said the air in Maryland smells like fish soup and his bunkmate's name is Howard. He neglected to mention anything about the girl who came looking for him a few days ago, some scrawny thing named Roylene. Ring a bell for you? Didn't for me. I suppose she's harmless enough.

Now I've done it. Only one line to say I love you. And I do. Be safe.

XO Rita

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 28, 2013

    "I'll Be Seeing You" had me hooked from the first page

    "I'll Be Seeing You" had me hooked from the first page with its engaging tale of friendship between two pen pals in the WWII era. Rita and Glory are at two different stages of their lives -- Glory is just beginning her family and Rita has a grown son -- but their common bonds grow as the war drags on and their husbands continue to fight overseas. Their growing friendship becomes an unlikely source of strength and support for the two of them. Told entirely in letters and from the unique perspective of two women struggling to get through each day on the home front, Glory and Rita open up their personal stories to each other and to the reader in a thoroughly entertaining way that is simultaneously humorous, poignant, charming and painful. Wonderful period details abound, with tales of home front sacrifice, "ration recipes" (some good ones included in the book), victory gardens, trouble with children and neighbors and much more. The two women meet only through letters -- just as the two authors have not yet met in person according to the book description. This moving tale had me in tears and laughter; it's truly a must read.

    4 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted May 29, 2013

    This book is STUNNING.  Rita and Glory's friendship is so beauti

    This book is STUNNING.  Rita and Glory's friendship is so beautiful, inspiring and heartfelt.  I laughed and cried, both more than a few times.  
    Every woman, 14 to 104 should totally read this.

    Loved it.  

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 1, 2013

    You won't be able to put this one down!

    I had a pen pal many moons ago. This read made me think of that. My emotions wouldn't let me put the book down.Suzanne Palmieri keeps her reader emotions interested. That's why I like her books. It's so interesting reviewing our reads at book club. This book would be a great discussion at a book club each person reads things differently and has their own opinion. Defanitly give this one a go! Our club is reading next
    Suzanne Palmieri The Witches of Italy. Happy Reading!

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  • Posted August 28, 2013

    I really enjoyed this book, it gave me insight in to what the wi

    I really enjoyed this book, it gave me insight in to what the wives have to go through when their husbands are away at war, and so much of it still applies today, raising the children alone, feeling lonely themselves because their husbands are gone for so long at a time, but at the same time being proud of them for serving their country and keeping them safe. One of the other things I really liked about this book was the recipes that they shared back and forth between each other, I know I will be trying out a few.




    I have read books before about what it was like for the women in different countries during the war, say Poland, and there are definitely similarities in what they go through, they have to ration food, they have to (if they can) find a way to make money. Also the secrets that they have to keep, they may have different content, but they have to keep secrets all the same.




    My favourite part of the book though was the juxtaposition of the two main characters, Glory is a young mother whom is pregnant when her husband leaves for war, and Rita is older and has a husband and a son enlisted in the war. They connected right away through their letters, and it was a wonderful mix of a relationship, part mother/daughter, but part best friends even though they had never met.




    Some of the topics covered in their letters I had never thought of before, like what they treasure that we take for granted everyday, like pantyhose, or butter (margarine), bikes for their children, and sugar. I really think that this is a book for everyone, everyone can learn something from it. 




    One of my favourite characters was Rita's neighbour Mrs. K, the things that she said could be so nasty, but at the same time, she was there for just about everyone when they needed it, especially the correspondence with the soldiers that had no one to write back and forth to while they were on duty.




    The outcome of everyone related to them that had been off to war was very realistic, I like that they did not sugar coat anything and make it a "happy" ending for the readers, we need more books that give us what reality really was/is like. I give this book a 4/5.

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  • Posted August 26, 2013

    This is a wonderful story of friendship and the tragedies that b

    This is a wonderful story of friendship and the tragedies that bring them closer.  I loved the dual authors perspective of the two main characters.  The characters are fabulous and the draw you into their lives in such an intimate fashion.  

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  • Posted August 2, 2013

    I enjoyed this book so much, unfortunately, it went to quickly.

    I enjoyed this book so much, unfortunately, it went to quickly. I just loved all the characters. At first I didn't know if I would like it because of the letters (not realizing it was ALL about the letters) but was into it immediately. These ladies write so well together - hope they have many books to come.

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  • Posted July 16, 2013

    I do not envy the unfortunate way these women had to find each o

    I do not envy the unfortunate way these women had to find each other, but this book was amazing with what they did for each other. I love how the chapters were separated by their letters and how they included war recipes in them as well. I cried a few times while reading this book and was sad it had to end! I am recommending it for my book club!

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  • Posted July 5, 2013

    unsatisfying

    Unsatisfying - a dull read. Some of the letters were interesting. However, a dull read that seemed to go no where.

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  • Posted July 5, 2013

    enjoyable

    liked it

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  • Posted June 21, 2013

    A comfortable read!

    Very heartwarming and endearing conversation between the ladies on the home front. The timing of this book for this reader is very special, because I volunteer with a program that honors the WWII generation of veterans. These folks left home willingly to fight for their country. They left with aching hearts knowing their families would worry incessantly. The loved ones at home yearned to know how they were, and what was happening to them. A huge void existed unlike today when soldiers and families can be in touch in near real time. The gals on the home front back then had to be tough in an era when being strong wasn't necessarily the ladylike thing to do. I think of my own mother, a defense plant worker, wondering about a certain fellow and sharing her ration stamps with her parents so they'd have extra for her younger siblings at home. I recommend this book for anyone who thinks life in our times is a challenge. Our challenges today are minor in comparison to that era.

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  • Posted June 19, 2013

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    This book was wonderful!!  It is amazing how much can be conveye

    This book was wonderful!!  It is amazing how much can be conveyed through letters.    The lives of two ladies as they lived through WW2 was so interesting and entertaining.  I loved it!  Don't miss this one!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 12, 2013

    Review of sample

    The sample is the one page overview. No way to judge the book.

    0 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 10, 2013

    I could not put this book down. What a powerful book for women.

    I could not put this book down. What a powerful book for women. It made me value those honest, true friendships. Those people that know you better than you may know yourself. The ones you can laugh with, cry with, pour your heart to....and it does not have to be face to face. It made me think hard about our fast paced world (quick emails, texts, etc...) and how it's nice to just take a moment and slow down. I remember the lonely feeling of living away from home and then seeing that wonderful, uplifting gift - a letter. I feel seeing that written word is more meaningful to the reader. Someone took the time to sit with pen and paper and speak to you. This book brought back so many feelings and memories. I had to pull out that pen and paper and write a good friend - just to tell her how much she means to me. To place a stamp on it and put it in the mail, so that she could have that feeling of excitement. Cheers to the authors on such an amazing piece or art.

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  • Posted June 4, 2013

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    By: Suzanne H. Palmieri & Loretta Nyhan Published By: harl



    By: Suzanne H. Palmieri & Loretta Nyhan
    Published By: harlequin MIRA
    Age Recommended: Adult
    Reviewed By: Arlena Dean
    Rating: 5
    Book Blog For: GMTA
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    "I'll Be Seeing You" by Suzanne H. Palmieri & Loretta Nyhan was one of those reads that I couldn't but down until the very end and then I was left thinking Wow, what a read. This novel was written of two women on the home front, Rita and Glory, who had never met in real life who become pen pals. Their husbands were overseas during WWII. This was of a series of letters between the two women with all the details of what was going on and will even include 'ration recipes of WWII.' Glory was a twenty-three year old mother that lived in Rockport, Massachusetts and her husband was fighting the war in Europe. She was seven months pregnant and have a two year old son. Glory has two best friends...one her husband Robert and Levi who was left behind while her husband is off to the war. With Robert being gone Glory and Levi will have a affair and Glory needed someone to talk with turns to Rita for advice.

    Rita being the older women married Sal who was a professor and lived in Iowa City. Her husband was serving as a medic in north Africa and they had a son that was serving with the Navy. After discovering that her sons girlfriend was pregnant now she must 'draw on her inner resources and lean on her new friend for help.' You will find that these two authors 'each took on one character and wrote the book back and forth with the letters, thus the flow and plotting feels unforced and natural' to give the reader a well written novel. This novel really turns out to be a very good charming novel of a friendship that was for me well worth read from the collaboration of these two authors that will give the reader a very good read. The friendship of these two ladies...Rita and Glory was one of those reads that will stay with you long after the read. This was one incredible read that I would recommend to you.

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