Friday, November 5, 2010

Protect the Heart, by guest blogger LK Hunsaker


Protect The Heart

LK Hunsaker


At the end of my most recent release, Protect The Heart, is an old photo. In it, five men of different ages stand posed with a barn in the background. The gray-haired man in the middle is my great grandfather. The others are his four sons, my great uncles. The two directly beside him are in uniform: one in dress uniform, the other in his bomber jacket. They were both Air Force pilots during WW2.



My ancestry is full of those who fought for this country, dating back to the Revolutionary War. Although I haven’t done so yet, I’m eligible to be a member of the DAR. The two younger ones in the photo also joined the Air Force as they became old enough. My grandfather tried to join but medical issues prevented it. He did do factory work that helped with the war effort. My uncle was in the Navy. My husband is a now-retired career vet with war service.



Perhaps that makes us sound like a bunch of scrappers, as they used to call them. Maybe there is some of that, but more true is that we have a very strong belief in standing up for what matters to us and fighting to protect it. My female ancestors were among those fighting for women’s rights. They were among the first women to attend college and receive masters degrees. They also held down the home front when their sons and brothers were away fighting.


I didn’t see my great uncles a lot when I was young, as they all lived elsewhere. When they did come to visit, I found them fascinating, as a child does when “distant” relatives come and are suddenly “part of” the family when you hardly know them. As I grew, I heard more of their stories. They didn’t talk much about their service. In particular, the eldest didn’t talk of his war experience, at least not to us young ones. It was in my nearly grown years when I finally “met” Max. He’s the one in full dress uniform, his hat tipped lightly to the side. I had seen a photo of him on Grandma’s wall every time I visited. He didn’t come home from the war, so I could only meet him through stories which didn’t come often. His loss was too hard on the family.


His story fascinated me through the years. That also tends to happen when you hear bits and pieces of something that has a certain draw to make you want to know more. Apparently, he had at least a bit of a scrapper streak and a lively personality. He was shot down over Japan. His brother, who met and fell in love with a Japanese woman, was taken out on her family’s property to an American plane that landed in their field. It was Max’s plane. Can you imagine being there at that point in history?


Of course there was some conflict in one son bringing a Japanese wife home after the other had been lost there. However, family is family and she did become part of it. I also found my Japanese great aunt fascinating when I had the chance to see her. She was a lovely woman with a pretty, contagious smile and her confusion about why Americans wasted so much land space on grass brought a new cultural outlook we never would have considered. Only recently have I found out that her husband, the uncle who did come home, was very highly decorated.

For many years during and after the war, our German heritage was kept quiet. Back in those days, it was necessary to keep it quiet. That fear and imposing guilt remained with my grandma throughout her life. We were Swiss, we were told. She would never say otherwise, except for the bit of Native, English, and French heritage. Well, yes, and maybe a bit Swiss. For the most part, we are German and Celtic. But first and foremost, we are Americans.


So, my newest release is a tribute to my family, past and present. It is set mainly in southern Idaho, on my husband’s old stomping grounds, and infuses some modern warfare experience with the feel of older days, to include the era of my great uncles and beyond that. It is not “historical” in the defined sense. It has an historical feel. It also has timeless societal issues. It is a “sweet” home front novel, complete with bits of poetry by Catherine Moore, whose father was also a soldier. Part of each *direct sale of Protect The Heart goes to BooksforBoots.org to provide emergency funds for recovering soldiers in military hospitals.

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Protect The Heart

Entrenched on his father's farm in southern Idaho's Snake River Valley, Abraham Luchner pulls up roots to join the war effort. Joined by his friend Cameron Terry, an impulsive adventure seeker, Abe determines to sever ties at home in order to minimize distractions. His greatest connection with his beloved canyon and farm is in the form of charcoal sketches he works on each night to escape his present conditions, as well as the letters Cameron reads aloud from his beloved.


Maura Laerty has been claimed as Cameron's betrothed in the eyes of the community. Determined not to become a war widow or caregiver of one more soul who needs her ongoing assistance, she refuses his proposal, at least until he returns. Despite her efforts, Maura soon finds herself saddled with responsibilities that tax her resolve and turn the townspeople away. Her greatest ally comes from a twist of fate as winding and unpredictable as the great Snake River itself.

Elucidate Publishing

May 2010

ISBN 978-0-9825299-2-8

*Direct sales are from ElucidatePublishing.net for print books and from Smashwords.com as ebooks. It is also available from most major online retailers.

Read the first two chapters here: http://www.lkhunsaker.com/ProtectTheHeart/main.htm

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Bio:

LK Hunsaker is the author of Finishing Touches, the Rehearsal series, and Off The Moon, all of which center around the arts. As a military spouse, she traveled widely, moved several times, and held down the home front during Operation Desert Shield/Storm. She has received inspiration from her family of recognized artists and highly honored service members, and education in the form of arts and psychology degrees. She is now settled in western Pennsylvania with her husband and two children.

Website: http://www.lkhunsaker.com

Giveaway: a copy of Protect The Heart either as pdf directly from the author or from Smashwords.com in the electronic format of your choice, plus signed bookmarks if a mailing address can be provided. To enter, comment on this post and ask to be entered.

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20 comments:

Carol L. said...

I truly enjoyed reading your post LK.
I too come from a very strong Military family. Both of my sons are now in Special Forces Army and have made careers from their service. I definitely will be reading Protect The Heart.As far back as I can remember my father and uncles were all Military and the stories we heard were fascinating although they kept the gruesome stories away from us. Thanks Donna for having LK here. It was a great post and I so enjoyed it.
Carol L.
Lucky4750@aol.com

LK Hunsaker said...

Carol, hello! Nice to meet you. Kudos to your family in the past and to your sons. They do tend to keep a lot to themselves, don't they? I wasn't sure if the uncle who came from war was naturally so quiet or simply learned to keep things under his hat. As a military spouse, I've had to do some of that and I think it is a natural learning process.

Go Army! ;-)

LK Hunsaker said...

Donna, thank you so much for having me here today. I look forward to talking with your readers. :-)

Unknown said...

Loraine--this was a good history lesson, and a lesson of the heart, as well. The Greatest Generation they were called, and my family, too, is filled with WWII soldiers, two still living into their 90's. These men came home victorious, but they were quiet and stoic about their ordeals during the actual war. They were a generation that felt no need to air their heartaches, their grievances, or their gripes. Wounded or not, they healed themselves.
This novel is such a departure from your usual writing, I'm curious about it. Old photos? I have a bunch! And I believe those old grayish-toned photos are worth gold. Congratulations on your novel.
Celia

Anonymous said...

Lk - it is so interesting to me that many veterans of WW II do not talk much about their experiences. My father was in the Navy in WW II - he tried to join up the day Pearl Harbor was bombed, and made it as far as the bus to boot camp before his mother told the recruiter he had only just turned 15 the month before! He then had to wait a couple of years before he was able to officially join those other brave souls who so selflessly and knowingly went (and still go) into harm's way to protect what many of us take for granted. Dad always talked about the people he met and served with, but not the experiences. His generation always impressed me as having a "we did what was necessary, and expected no adulation for it" attitude. I sometimes think that is their legacy of quiet strength and heroism. My dad is never far from my mind since he died in 2003, but with his birthday this weekend, and Veteran's Day this coming week, I am reminded of how proud I was of him. Thanks for a very poignant post!

Libby

Stephanie Burkhart said...

Loraine, it's amazing where we find inspiration and you have a wonderful history to delve into. Protect The Heart is full of rich characterization and I enjoyed that very much.

I'm a military vet, my father was, and his father was in World War II. I have several uncles in World War II. War brings out the best of us - our courage, our inner strength. Thanks so much for sharing.

Smiles
Steph

LK Hunsaker said...

Celia, yes and I believe there was a lot of truth to that "Greatest Generation" title. They worked hard. They earned what they needed. As you said, they didn't whine and complain, they just dug in. There's a lot to respect and to learn from them.

It is a departure to an extent, although it's more like my first novel, Finishing Touches.

LK Hunsaker said...

Libby, there are so many stories of too-young men who wanted so badly to serve. In fact, I believe that was true with my younger great uncles. They had to wait.

My thoughts are with you this coming week.

LK Hunsaker said...

Steph, and thank you for your nice review here and there. :-)

Yes, interesting point about war bringing out the best in us. I think that tends to be overlooked. Of course, it could go either way, but in honorable men, it does indeed bring out the best.

Maggie Toussaint said...

Hi Loraine,

I was touched by your remembrances of the elders of your family, and by your family's dedication to standing up for the right thing.

Protect the Heart sounds like a stirring read, one that we would all enjoy. Wishing you the best with your release!

Maggie

LK Hunsaker said...

Maggie, thank you! I appreciate you coming by, especially since I know how busy you are with your release right now. :-)

Linda Acaster said...

Lorraine, this was lovely to read, so poignant in itself, but so very, very true.

While across in the States we met a fella who had been at Bastoigne (Battle of the Bulge). He was so surprised that we knew all about it.

My father was in what would now be referred to as Logistics and went into Italy on the back of the assault on Monte Casino. He would tell us all sorts of tales of the war, but never about that one.

LK Hunsaker said...

Linda, thank you. It leaves you wondering, doesn't it, about what it was he couldn't say?

I imagine that man you met was honored, in a way, only because of your knowledge. To too many, they are only a few paragraphs in a history book by now. Sad.

LK Hunsaker said...

Thank you to everyone for coming by today!

I'm awarding the ebook to Carol for being the only one to mention the contest, via leaving an email address.

Carol, I'll contact you. Thanks for playing. :-)

Liana Laverentz said...

Fascinating story, Loraine! Oh, the chills...one brother standing where his other brother's plane crashed. There are no coincidences....

Here's wishing you many happy sales!

LK Hunsaker said...

Liana, it is chilling to think about. And I agree.

Thanks for coming by!

Allison Knight said...

Your post was enjoyable and a bit surprising. Although I don't have anyone shot down over Japan, I lost a number of cousins in WWII at Normandy and in France.

I also have a German Celtic background and had a great(many greats) grandfather who also fought in the Revolutionery war. Strange world when backgrounds can be so smiliar.

Allison

Keena Kincaid said...

Loraine,
I'm truly touched by your uncles' story and how your family quietly handled Max's death. Like the previous commentators, I also had great uncles and great-great uncles who fought in the war, came home forever changed and remained quiet about that experience. I once interviewed the president of a local VFW Post about that stoicism, and he told me something that almost made me cry. He said, veterans didn't talk about it with those who weren't there, but to remember they had each other and the vets understood without the need for a lot of words.

LK Hunsaker said...

Hi Allison, so many were lost at Normandy. It's strange to look back at history now and see how badly Germans and Irish were treated when they came to America, only to rise and shape us to who we are today. That hard work and quiet, uncomplaining perserverance is quite a gift to pass along.

Nice to meet you!

LK Hunsaker said...

Keena, I have a writer friend who is a Vietnam Vet and although he may touch on the topic at times, that's as far as it goes. There are some things that are beyond words.

Thanks for coming by!

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