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Memories of Summer

Memories of Summer

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by Ruth White

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By the author of the Newbery Honor book Belle Prater's Boy

It is the mid-1950s, and Lyrics familys dream is finally coming true — they are moving from the backwoods of southwest Virginia to Flint, Michigan, where her father hopes to get an assembly-line job for a car manufacturer. Thirteen-year-old Lyric has always been close to and admired her


By the author of the Newbery Honor book Belle Prater's Boy

It is the mid-1950s, and Lyrics familys dream is finally coming true — they are moving from the backwoods of southwest Virginia to Flint, Michigan, where her father hopes to get an assembly-line job for a car manufacturer. Thirteen-year-old Lyric has always been close to and admired her older sister, Summer, who is pretty and popular. But in their new hometown, Summer unexpectedly and drastically changes. She becomes remote, speaks gibberish, stops taking care of her appearance, wont go to high school, and then seems to have hallucinations. Lyric and her father try to cope with the devastating effects of Summers mental illness, but, sadly, there is no bringing the old Summer back. Ruth White has written a heart-wrenching novel which, despite the sad and serious subject matter, offers readers humor and hope and most of all love.

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"Distinct and startingly beautiful . . . Summer has always looked out for Lyric, but when they move from Virginia to Flint, Michigan, so their father can try to 'get on' at an auto plant, the two girls gradually switch roles." -Starred, The Horn Book

Publishers Weekly - Publisher's Weekly
White's (Belle Prater's Boy) familiar territory of Appalachia in the 1950s is the vividly drawn springboard to this tender, lyrical novel about mental illness. Sisters Summer and Lyric Compton are 16 and 13, respectively, when their Poppy decides to leave the sooty coal mines of rural Virginia for the booming automobile factories of Flint, Mich. Told in Lyric's evocative drawl, the story of their migration contains enough careful observations and insights to carry the tale all by itself. But it is Summer's descent into schizophrenia that emerges as the focal point. Acknowledging that Summer "always did have funny ways about her" (since childhood, Summer has been so afraid of electricity that she won't turn on a light), Lyric and Poppy are not quick to act when Summer's behavior and language grow more and more irrational. But as Poppy gets a job with Chevrolet and moves the family from a squalid apartment to a house of their own, and as Lyric makes friends and begins to say "ree-al-lee" and "yous guys" instead of "no foolin'" and "y'all," Summer's illness encroaches on their lives in an increasingly demanding and dangerous manner. Summer's disintegration inspires confusion, anger and palpable frustration in Lyric before she finally understands her sister's plight. The result is a wise and thoughtful novel, painfully well realized and gently revealed. Ages 10-up. (Aug.) Copyright 2000 Cahners Business Information.
Children's Literature
When thirteen-year-old Lyric moves from Glory Bottom, Virginia to Flint, Michigan in 1955, she learns that "kids are like chickens--they'll peck you to death if you're different." So she adjusts, discovering that tennis shoes are called sneakers, and that "tarnation" is as foreign as "y'all." What Lyric can't adjust to are the differences and embarrassments caused by Summer, her bright and beautiful sister, who is descending inescapably into mental illness. Readers, even those weary of some of the painfully serious novels being published now, will be rewarded by this one--it delivers joy with the sadness. While Lyric and her father struggle to keep Summer out of the state asylum, the strain in their lives is kept in perspective, both literally and figuratively, by harmony. Time, place, and backcountry language all shine with immediacy and authenticity. And Lyric, whether laughing and singing a cappella with her sister, or having nightmares about letting her go, whether remembering Glory Bottom's wild roses and ball games in the road, or hiding razorblades in Flint, is as real as her spirit is memorable. This book is a winner. 2000, Farrar Straus Giroux, Ages 10 up, $16.00. Reviewer: Betty Hicks
Lyric and her sister, Summer, were raised by their father, Poppy in the hills of Southwest Virginia. In 1995, prospects of a better life draw Poppy and his family to Flint, Michigan. Lyric is 13 and Summer is 16. Lyric and Poppy adjust to life in a northern city, but Summer, who has always had 'peculiar' ways, does not. As Summer's behavior becomes increasingly strange, even dangerous, Lyric and Poppy try to help and protect her. When Summer is diagnosed as schizophrenic, Poppy and Lyric are forced to institutionalize her. Lyric is left with memories of the happy childhood she spent with Summer, no hope that Summer will ever recover from her illness, and compassion for people who are different. This sensitive story, filled with family love, provides glimpses into mental illness, Appalachia, and Northern prejudices. White perceptively portrays the bittersweet memories of a young girl who bravely and honestly handles a difficult situation. Genre: Mental Illness/Sisters 2000, Farrar Straus and Giroux, 135p
To quote KLIATT's July 2000 review of the hardcover edition: In this bittersweet tale about living with mental illness, Summer is not a season, but a pretty 16-year-old girl. She is the sister of 13-year-old Lyric, the story's narrator, who tells about how they moved with their father from rural Virginia to Flint, Michigan in 1955. Their mother is dead and the three are very close; their father hopes to improve the family's lot by finding a job at General Motors. Despite their poverty Lyric is excited by the move and eventually settles happily into school, but life is harder for Summer. She "always did have funny ways about her," Lyric notes�a fear of electricity, a terror of dogs, a tendency to rock her body when she is upset and to hear voices�and the move north seems to make her symptoms worse. Gradually Summer descends into full-blown schizophrenia. Lyric and her father do their best to care for her, but when she finally becomes a danger to herself and others she must be institutionalized. In often-folksy language (e.g., "Drek'ly the party broke up"), Lyric tells about what it's like to live with someone who is dearly loved but terribly disturbed. This affecting novel by the author of the Newbery Honor book Belle Prater's Boy and other YA novels about mountain folks is dedicated to the memory of her own sister, and she succeeds in conveying what it's like to live with a family member who is mentally ill. There is gentle humor here as well as pathos, and the tale is simply but movingly told. An ALA Best Book for YAs. Includes a reading guide. KLIATT Codes: J*�Exceptional book, recommended for junior high school students. 2000, Random House, Laurel-Leaf, 186p.,
— PaulaRohrlick
School Library Journal
Gr 7-10-In the 1950s, Lyric's widowed father moves her and her sister, Summer, from Glory Bottom, VA, to Michigan, hoping to better their life. Like other rural Southerners, 13-year-old Lyric and her family initially find adjustment to urban life difficult, but Lyric has an even worse problem. Her beautiful older sister has progressed from being afraid of electricity and dogs to speaking incoherently with nonexistent people and disfiguring herself. Lyric shares the care of Summer with her father, leaving her with little time for after-school activities and a dread that her new friends might find out about her sister's mental illness. When Summer becomes consumed with setting fires in the house, Lyric and her father know they must make some changes; after she injures Lyric, they are forced to institutionalize her. The main characters are well drawn and Lyric's first-person narration remains true to her age and background. White has beautifully reconstructed the period with descriptive references to music, clothing, housing, and social attitudes. Lacking the humor of her Belle Prater's Boy (1996), this book is closer in tone to White's Weeping Willow (1994, both Farrar). A marvelous re-creation of time and place and a poignant story that has much to say about compassion.-Cindy Darling Codell, Clark Middle School, Winchester, KY Copyright 2000 Cahners Business Information.
Kirkus Reviews
When 13-year-old Lyric and 16-year-old Summer move from Glory Bottom, Virginia, to Flint, Michigan, in 1955, life changes for them in ways no one would have expected. Their father is seeking a better way of life for them, trying to get a job in an automobile factory, and they must adjust to the ways of the city, so different from the small town they've known. As Summer's already strange behavior moves into episodes of extreme paranoia, Lyric becomes her primary caretaker, switching roles with the sister who has lovingly taken care of her since their mother died. Summer's swift and certain descent into mental illness-her first impressions of disappearing and losing her shadow, along with attempts at self-mutilation using razors and matches-are documented in Lyric's poignant words. Added to Lyric's burden is her understanding that she cannot allow her new friends to know that she has this strange and difficult sister. When home care becomes impossible, heart-rending choices must be made as must acceptance of the inevitable-the state hospital. White (Belle Prater's Boy, not reviewed, etc.) portrays Summer's illness and Lyric's devotion to her with her customary compassion and caring sensitivity. This is a thoughtful view into a time and place, as well as a loving commentary on the strength of family bonds. Memorable. (Fiction. 10-13)

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Memories of Summer


My parents knew no other place but the southwest Virginia hills where they were raised. I didn't remember Mama, because she died of consumption when I was three and my sister was six. But relatives told us she had been a gentle person who read poetry and the Bible, and sang hymns beautifully.

We affectionately called our daddy Poppy, and many times he related to us what Mama had decided long before we were born.

"Our children will have no common names," she had said to him. "A name should have meaning, and tell other folks something about the person. It should help you find your place in this life, and make you feel like you're worth something."

So when my older sister was born, Mama had said, "We'll call this one Summer, and she'll grow up just a'sparklin' with warmth and laughter, and the world will be a brighter place with her in it."

And when I was born, Mama had said, "We'll call thisone Lyric, and she'll be a singer of songs so sweet it'll bring tears to your eyes."

Poppy spent a year watching Mama waste away to nothing before she finally died, and he always said it was the sorriest year of his life, not just because he lost her, but on top of that, his daddy, our Grandpa Compton, died in a mining accident. Poppy told us he hoped and prayed his girls would never have to suffer through a time like that.

Everybody in Glory Bottom knew Grandpa. When the explosion boomed, Grandpa and six other men were trapped in this little bitty space, cut off from the rest of the mine, sealed in tight as a tomb. The foreman, who had been away to the college and knew about such things, calculated how long they could survive in this small area cramped with seven bodies breathing. And what he said was if they were still and didn't exert too much energy, and didn't breathe any more than was necessary, they had maybe an hour to live. So they sat quiet and waited and prayed for deliverance before the hour was up.

Grandpa was the only one wearing a watch, and ever so often he would hold it up to the carbide lamp on his miner's helmet and softly call out the time to the trapped men. The others thought it was peculiar for him to do such a thing, but they didn't mention it, maybe 'cause they were curious to know how much time they had left on this earth. But the most peculiar thing of all was when the rescuers finally got there, Grandpa was the only dead man amongst them. Somebody figured out they had been trapped almost two hours instead of one. Grandpa had called out thewrong time, making the men think they had more time than they did, just so they wouldn't give up hope. But he was wearing the watch, so only he knew the truth!



Poppy had always been a good ole boy, just happy to be a coal miner like his daddy and his daddy's daddy. But he changed after Mama and Grandpa died. Where he usta go out gambling and carousing, and spending his money on liquor, now he stayed home, and took up reading the Bible and going to church with us.

Poppy also had the reputation of being the best guitar picker this side of Nashville. He could play any tune you could hum, and he was always saying that it was his mission in life to give joy, to make people sing and dance and laugh.

So it was just as Mama had predicted—in spite of our loss of her, me and Summer grew up singing and laughing. Poppy was always there like a rock, and we felt safe and loved. Our childhood was happy.

But it was Summer I remember bathing me and kissing away the bumps and bruises. Summer patty-caking and rockabye-babying. Reading to me. Summer packing my lunch and taking me to my first day of school. Leading me by the hand to the outhouse in the morning dew. Holding my forehead when I threw up. Plaiting my hair. Hushing me in Sunday School.

We roamed the hills and creeks, picking daisies and tiger lilies, black-eyed Susans, Indian paintbrushes, and wild pink roses. We slid downhill on golden leaves. We climbed trees and explored caves, and peeped into abandonedmines. But we didn't go in there. They were scary. We dammed up the creek and made swimmin' holes. But best of all, we told each other our secrets and dreams.

Poppy had never owned a car. He didn't even know how to drive, so we walked everywhere we went. If it was too far to walk, there was a bus that went to some places. If we couldn't get there by bus, we had to find somebody with a car to take us. If we couldn't do that, we stayed home. And that's what we did most of the time. Stayed home.

We liked each other and we entertained each other. We read books and played games. We listened to the radio. We made fudge and went to quiltings, to school and church and to the picture show at the county seat. We saw relatives at Thanksgiving and Decoration Day.

Me and Summer learned to cook pretty good. Poppy helped us raise a garden, and we canned things for cold weather. We bought our clothes cheap at the company store or from a mail-order catalog. So we had everything we needed. Then why did we dream about going somewheres else and making more money and having more stuff? It's a mystery. I don't know why, but it was a continuing thread that pulled the years together. Someday we will leave this place. Someday we will have a white house. Someday we will have more money and buy things.



Poppy taught me and Summer to harmonize, and we got real good at it. Everybody said so. Summer's voice was high and clear like a bell, while mine was low and mellow like a clarinet. And people were always asking us to singfor them. We could be going down the road to the store, or coming home from the show, and somebody was liable to step out on their porch and holler, "Come on in here, girls, and sing us a song!" So we did. And they paid us nickels and dimes, sometimes quarters, depending on who it was.

We sang for fun even when we didn't get paid, simply because we loved it. Lots of times we sung places with Poppy—parties and church gatherings mostly. But any place there was an audience, they might ask us to pick and sing. I reckon we were famous in our neck of the woods.



Summer always did have funny ways about her, but I got so used to them, they seemed normal to me. For example, she was scared to death of electricity. Poppy called it a "terror" and he said it started when Summer was a baby and stuck her finger in a live socket. But Summer said she didn't even remember that, and she thought it started when she stepped on an electric cord that was frayed. Both times she was shocked.

But whenever it happened, her fear of electricity kept her from doing some ordinary things. Like pulling the cord to turn on the light in a dark room. Me or Poppy had to do that for her. She wouldn't even turn on the radio. We had to do that for her too, and then adjust the static out of it. We also had a fan that she wouldn't touch. In fact, she would pull her dress tail aside to keep from brushing it when she passed by. But the Frigidaire was something else. She wasn't a bit afraid of it. She said it was because it was cold. So it didn't seem to be electric. She thought of electricityas hot. We had nothing else that was electric, except lights on our Christmas tree once a year.

Another odd thing was Summer's fear of dogs. She would panic and hide whenever she saw one. She always called them wolves. She'd say she heard a wolf barking, or a wolf wanted to bite her, when it was really just a little doggie trying to play.

I liked dogs myself, and one time Poppy got us a puppy, hoping Summer would get over her terror. But she wouldn't have it in the house. She cried and cried until Poppy gave the puppy away to kinfolks. I didn't fault her for that. She couldn't help how she felt.

She had some other peculiarities too, like rocking her body when she was upset, just rocking and moaning. Or shaking her leg. That would drive her teachers nuts, and they would always put her in the back row, so they wouldn't see that leg going to town.

And Summer talked to herself. People would laugh at her when they caught her doing it, especially the other kids. And she would turn real red in the face. She told me secretly that beings appeared to her that nobody else could see, and that's who she was talking to.

I got mad at folks when they laughed at Summer, but as she got older she started whispering to the invisible ones, instead of talking out loud, so others were not as apt to notice. She was always looking up toward the hills, listening and whispering. And I didn't think Summer strange at all, because she was my sister and I had grown up with her whispering to the hills.

Copyright © 2000 by Ruth White

Meet the Author

Ruth White's previous books include Weeping Willow, an ALA Best Book for Young Adults, and Sweet Creek Holler, an ALA Notable Book. She lives in Hummelstown, Pennsylvania.

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Memories of Summer 4.7 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 34 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I think it must be pretty good, i bet if you liked this one you will like the Giver by lois
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This story is Lyrical like the given name of the main character.
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Disrespect me, i'm pathetic. Leave me alone.. *She sang some of No More English by Miku Hatsune. At the moment, she unpacked her messenger bag.*
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I have been going through the same thing as Lyric. My sister is thr same as Summer. This book helped me, but hurt me too. It predicted my sisters not so happy ending. I suppose i needed to accept that i can't bring her back. My sister is turning eighteen in 2 months and going down-hill rapidly. Thank you Ruth White for giving me the acceptance I for so long needed.
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The book was outstanding! I read one page and after that i couldn't put it down! There were some challenging words but it did not distract me from how great it was! This is a must read for historical fiction!
Guest More than 1 year ago
It was an emotional ride of mental and heart-felt love in this book because it is hard what Summer did and I never wanted to put the book down.
Guest More than 1 year ago
This book is full of feeling.I really felt sorry for Summer as she had to suffer.The family went threw so many hard times. I could'nt put it down it was so intrusting.
Guest More than 1 year ago
this book was sooo good. I read it a couple a years ago. It's the kind of book that when it ends, you keep thinking about it. This is a book i will always remeber, and when someone says, 'whats a good book you've read' i think, 'memories of summer'!
Guest More than 1 year ago
Ruth white has always been a favorite author of mine and when I saw this book I just had to buy it. I could never put the book down. This was the most enjoyable book I have ever read. This book is about a girl who is schizophrenic and her sister and the obstacles they go through. Summer (the schizophrenic) started out just like everyone else but soon it gets worse and something happens that will change both the girls lives forever.
Guest More than 1 year ago
¿They¿re saying Summer thinks things are after her. And she¿s got delusions and hallucinations,¿ Poppy told me. ¿She thinks she sees the dead. She¿s gone mental and that¿s all there is to it.¿ Summer and her smaller sister Lyric lived in a small Virginia town called, Glory Bottom, everything was fine until Poppy announced that they were going to move to Flint, Michigan. Once arrived the girl¿s excitement for living in Michigan disappeared. A couple of month later Summer started coming home with a weird attitude, she thought things were after her and had to go to the hospital for an injury. Summer was out of the hospital after 3 days, the doctors informed Poppy that Summer had mental illness. Poppy thought of bringing Summer to the asylum so that she might get better, but Poppy still didn¿t know. Do you want to know if Summer goes to the asylum? Then start reading Memories of Summer by: Ruth White to find out. I really enjoyed reading this book, although when I started reading it, it was kind of boring, there was no action, but after a few chapters the action started to shine!! I would recommend this book for kids ages 8-12.During the book I figured out that the genre was historical fiction because of the setting. I would say that this book made you want to read on because it would give you a problem and to figure it out you would have to read on. This book was terrific and I encourage others to read it!!
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Memories of Summer Laurel Leaf Books, 2000, 135pp., $5.99 Ruth White ISBN 0-440-22921-9 ¿¿¿¿¿Have you ever moved to another city in a totally different area with a mental sister? This is what Lyric, a thirteen-year-old girl, her sister, and her poppy had to do in a book called Memories of Summer. I think this is a good book because it made you look at the people that move a lot and how they feel about not making that many close friends. At the same time a girl named Lyric has to keep her mental sister under control. One of the things that stuck out in this novel was the style of writing. The author gave a very descriptive way of writing that you could visualize what is happening at every moment. Also, the people were so realistic that I felt like I was talking to my best friend. This quote is when Anderson Biddle was drinking his Kool-Aid in a jelly glass, ¿It¿s sour enough to make a pig squeal!¿ This was a good book to read on your spare time. People probably think this is a little girl book just because of the cover but it¿s not. It teaches you to be a good person to mentally retarded people. If you are looking for a short quick story to read this, is it. So how would you feel if you had a mental sister to care for all day? Matt Guglielmetti, Grade 8 Willowcreek Middle School, Portage, Indiana
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Memories of Summer RuthWhite Laurel-Leaf Books, 2000, 135 pp., $5.99 ISBN 0-440-22921-9 ¿¿¿¿¿ I found the book to be a bit depressing. It followed the relationship of two sisters and how mental illness changed their lives. At the end, I realized life goes on no matter how devastating a situation can be. The book was different from others I have read in the past. It is common to read about death/ dying, lessons learned by children, love, divorce, etc., but this author took the challenge of discussing mental illness. Mental illness is not something discussed often or portrayed in a way that you become involved with the effect it has on a family. The characters were people I feel I could associate with. I could even see how they would look and their expressions. Summer and Lyric were sisters, and best friends. They would sing and dance together. They both were dealing with the death of their mother, at the beginning of the story. Their father was a gentle, caring man who was doing his best during a hard luck time to take care of his family the best that he could. Early on in the book a few clues were laid out. Summer was afraid of electricity, wolves, and the dark. As the book progressed, Summer did other things. She would talk to herself; try to hurt herself, and others. Through all of this Lyric watched and took care of Summer. Although Lyric loved her sister she was also ashamed. She found it difficult to talk about her sister in front of her friends. Lyric worried if her friends came over and saw Summer, they would never come back. Summer¿s condition grew worse, and the tough decision of placing her in mental care, was made. The book does a great job in having the reader feel the torment that the family went through in committing Summer, a daughter, a sister, a friend. The book enlightened me about schizophrenia with its paranoia and self-danger. The family touched me in a way a book has never done before. The end left me searching for a happy ending for Summer; but that wasn¿t to happen with mental illness, although for Lyric and her father, life goes on Brittany Buzea, Grade 8 Willowcreek Middle School, Portage, Indiana
Guest More than 1 year ago
This novel explores many lessons such as respect for others, kindness, friendship, an family. It's a story that gets right to your heart! I definately recommend this book!
Guest More than 1 year ago
i loved this book it made me sad but hey if u haven't read this book get it and hurry.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I have like the shortest attention span and get lost in like every book and this book kept me interested and I loved it. I was sitting on my bed reading it and crying so much. This is an amazing book.
Guest More than 1 year ago
This book is heart-breaking. Also, it mirrors an aspect of my life, but I won't go into that. The point is that Ruth White writes wonderfully, and it shows in 'Memories of Summer'. I really enjoyed this book, and even if it is sad, please read it. You won't regret it.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Very Good Book. Also Very sad. I pray to god that this will not happen to my family. Lyric is very strong and brave and also very patient.