Pontoon captures the aura of Lake Woebegone
You can visit Lake Woebegon any Saturday or Sunday from wherever you are. Just dial up your local public radio station and listen to Garrison Keilor's melodic voice as he describes that week's goings-on in this small Minnesota town. Having made that trip many times, I was wary of a book set in this town of Lutherans and Jello salads. What if the details of the book spoiled the allure of the weekly stories?
No problem. Pontoon introduces you to Lake Woebegon and the kind of people you would expect to find there. Although Evelyn leaves the world with an angel in the first few pages, she is the predominant character. A no-nonsense woman, she married Jack because they were seen necking in the movies in 1942, and that pretty much meant you had to get married. So, they did, and when he got back from the war they raised three children and had a life -- not one in which they fulfilled one another, but one they could live with.
Said to be a welcoming person in a family or wary observers, Evelyn lived life on her own terms and had nineteen glorious years after Jack's death. They had separated before that, and he went to live in a fishing shack, drink whiskey, and fantasize about a teen porn star he came to know through the adult video store. She never missed him. Evelyn had girlfriends galore, trips around the county, and -- of course -- responsibilities at the Lake Woebegon Lutheran Church.
But Evelyn had a secret in the form of Raoul, her lover before Jack, her soul mate. They reconnected and when she took those trips to St. Louis they were not laid back times that put her in bed by ten o'clock, which is how she described them to her daughter, Barbara. It is Barbara who reads her mother's letter and learns she wants to be cremated and placed in a bowling ball and dropped in Lake Woebegon. And learns of Raoul. -
Though Evelyn is present throughout the book, the story moves to her daughter Barbara and Barbara's son Kyle, who are motivated to changes parts of their lives as they remember Evelyn's. Kyle now has different plans than college and a self-centered girlfriend -- he will drop his grandmother's bowling ball into the lake via a parasail.
Other lives intermingle. Debbie Detmer has morphed from troubled teen to aromatherapy queen who made it big in California. She's come back for her wedding to Brent. Debbie writes wedding vows as she helps her delusional dad (he gets excited from listening to evangelists on the radio all day) and aging mother. The more you hear about Brent the more you wonder if some of those aromas have gone to Debbie's head.
When the time for Evelyn's non-memorial lake side service arrives the town also has a group of visiting Danes, who have arrived two hours early because they would not do the scheduled visit to a hog farm. They and a large amount of champagne take a boat ride on the lake. Between the touring boaters, a misbehaving parasail, some human-pedaled ducks, and a hot air balloon, this is one heck of a memorial services. And Barbara, who had dreaded the non-service, thought it was nothing but gangbusters. Evelyn would have loved it.
Though you see Lake Woebegon through several eyes, the view is unwavering. It has bedrock institutions, Our Lady of Perpetual Responsibility Catholic Church and the beauty-salon-cum-news depot to name a couple. The transitions from one character to another are seamless.
The novel flows so easily it might be awhile before you rea
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