Review by Publisher's Weekly Review
In this affecting memoir, Person describes growing up in the early 1970s amid the "tipi camp" where her extended family was squatting on Indian lands in Alberta, Canada. With a free-spirited teenage mother-the daughter of a Korean War vet and forest ranger who yearned to live in nature unencumbered by the U.S. government-Person was doted upon by her pot-smoking grandparents and uninhibited if emotionally erratic aunts and uncles (one uncle, Dane, moved in and out of a mental asylum), although it was challenging living in tipis with no running water, eating whatever her grandfather, Papa Dick, happened to hunt, and using the communal "shit pit," all in a harsh northern climate. As long as she had her mother close, Person was happy, except that her mother had to find men to support them, and therein began a peripatetic cycle of moving in with one marijuana-growing, thieving boyfriend after another, or back to the tipis with her grandparents. From time to time Person did visit her father, a middle-class professional established in a new marriage in San Francisco, yet it was a modeling competition at age 13 that allowed her finally to feel somewhat "normal" and find her own identity. Agent, Jackie Kaiser, Westwood Creative Artists. (July) (c) Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved.
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Review by Kirkus Book Review
A former international model charts her unconventional childhood in the 1960s with a hippie-ish family.Person begins with the lives of her progressively thinking maternal grandparents, a Korean War veteran and a baker's daughter who used marijuana to soothe debilitating bouts of depression. That remedy found its way to the author's mother once the family moved to California. Then, after a failed marriage, the family relocated to a "tumbledown house in a town just over the Canadian border," where the author was born. Another move to the northern Alberta wilderness in the early 1970s further estranged the group from contemporary civilization; Person and her family gathered berries, laundered clothing in a river and slept in a ramshackle tepee. The author grew up with an appreciation for nature and for her grandfather "Papa Dick," who expanded their camps to include visiting "free-love-and marijuana-saturated" transients interested in living the same unfettered lifestyle. Further moves to southern British Columbia and beyond with her mother's new beau, Karl, eventually became stifling for Person as she came of age and preferred reuniting with her birth father to living with her pothead grandparents. While the author predominantly chronicles her eccentric childhood, in the final chapters, she details her independent ascent into the modeling world, where she bravely traversed the competitive fashion markets in Manhattan and Europe at age 15, alone, with barely an acknowledgment from her oblivious mother. Person also soberingly examines the myriad mistakes and struggles in her own adult life ("I cheated on my first husband with seven different men.I had done so much coke and drank so much booze that I had beat the crap out of my boyfriend"), mirroring her dysfunctional upbringing. Personal closure occurred with forgiveness and a rebonding with her mother years before her death.Written with stylistic clarity and studded with family photos, Person's lucid memories present a stirring scrapbook. Copyright Kirkus Reviews, used with permission.
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