“One False Move” by Harlan Coben

Copyright 1998 by Harlan Coben. Published by Dell, a division of Random House, Inc., New York.

Some (a few?) of you may recall that I reviewed another Harlan Coben book, The Woods, back in August and raved about it.  One of the best mysteries that I have read in many years.  Well, this is the same author but a different protagonist, Myron Bolitar (5th in the series).  I am not raving about this one.

Myron Bolitar is a sports agent, forced into that profession by an injury that ended his short NBA career.  He is good at what he does.  In this book he is representing a young professional female basketball player, Brenda Slaughter, the star of a new women’s league.  She is not only talented but is also beautiful and Myron falls for her.  But this is not just a simple pro/agent romance; she is also being harassed by person or persons unknown and, shortly, becomes the prime suspect in her father’s murder.

Not much of what Myron can see initially makes much sense.  Why was her father murdered?  Why did her mother disappear 20 years prior when Brenda was just 5?  Why is she now getting anonymous phone calls telling her to find her mother?  What, if anything, does this have to do with Arthur Bradford, her mother’s employer when she disappeared and who is now running for governor of New Jersey?

It is a complex tale and it takes nearly 400 pages for Myron to unravel it.  He figures it out eventually, with the help of his sidekick, Windsor Horne Lockwood III (“Win” for short) who is an unlikely combination of financial advisor and preppy headcracker – he saves Myron’s butt more than once.  He is one of these literary characters who could be tied to the tracks with a freight train just seconds away from crushing the life out of him and he would be smiling and cracking wise because somehow he will find a way out of the predicament.  I suppose he is fun as comic relief, but it is hard to take a book seriously with a character like him.

So this should have been a book that I couldn’t put down and yet I did.  Many times.  In the end I admired the complexity of the plot and will concede that most of the loose ends (but not all) were tied up.  And I didn’t guess the culprit.  But it wasn’t a fun read.

5 out of 10.

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Another try at a cruise

MSC Meraviglia

MSC Meraviglia

We like cruises. They are, in our view, very relaxing and generally a good value. We have always had a good time. Even our aborted attempt at a 27-night transatlantic/Mediterranean cruse last April, interrupted halfway through by Jett’s hemoglobin problem, was fun until it wasn’t. So we are going to try again. This time it is a 14-night cruise on the MSC Meraviglia, a huge (4,500 passengers) and new (built in 2017) ship.  It is actually 2 back-to-back 7-night cruises (in the same cabin!) with different Caribbean itineraries:

First week:

  • Day 1 Miami Depart 5:00pm
  • Day 2 Cruising
  • Day 3 Costa Maya, Mexico Arrive 8:00am – Depart 5:00pm
  • Day 4 Belize City, Belize Arrive 8:00am – Depart 6:00pm
  • Day 5 Roatan, Bay Islands, Honduras Arrive 9:00am – Depart 5:00pm
  • Day 6 Cruising
  • Day 7 Ocean Cay Msc Marine Reserve (private island) Arrive 9:00am – Depart 11:55pm
  • Day 8 Miami Arrive 7:00am

Second week:

  • Day 1 Miami Depart 7:00pm
  • Day 2 Cruising
  • Day 3 Ocho Rios, Jamaica Arrive 9:00am – Depart 5:00pm
  • Day 4 Georgetown, Cayman Islands Arrive 8:00am – Depart 4:00pm
  • Day 5 Cozumel, Mexico Arrive 10:00am – Depart 6:00pm
  • Day 6 Cruising
  • Day 7 Ocean Cay Msc Marine Reserve (private island) Arrive 9:00am – Depart 11:55pm
  • Day 8 Miami Arrive 7:00am

We have been to many of these ports on previous cruises, but have never been to Ocho Rios or MSC’s Ocean Cay, so we are especially looking forward to those.  On the first week we will be accompanied by Jett’s sisters, Sybil and Christine.  It will be our first cruise with them, so that should be fun, too.  But I will be outnumbered, so wish me luck.

We will bring Jett’s wheelchair, to eliminate the need for her to walk if there is any roll while at sea. But we are hoping we won’t have to use it much. Sybil will bring hers, too, for the same reason.

We are really hoping that we complete the full two weeks without any medical issues.  I guess one of the advantages of the back-to-back cruises is that we will never be more than 7 days away from Miami. But, just in case, we have purchased the trip insurance.

One of the most difficult aspects of arranging this trip was getting to the ship.  We booked the cruise, out of the Port of Miami, departing Sunday, February 2.  That just happens to be Super Bowl Sunday, played this year in… yes, Miami.  So our usual plan of staying overnight near the cruise port suddenly became very expensive, both for us and for Jett’s sisters – over $400 for a single night in a hotel.  So Plan B was to have Sybil and Christine fly into Fort Myers, stay overnight there and we would all drive together to Miami in the morning – a 2.5 hour trip.  The only problem with that plan was that the Corolla was simply not large enough to take 4 adults, their luggage and 2 wheelchairs.  So we will have to take the truck.  I will park it at the Crowne Plaza, which is where I left it for the last cruise, so I know that the plan is feasible.  But I certainly would rather have traveled to Miami the day before.  The truck has been working well (as evidenced by the trip to Ocala), but it is less reliable than the Corolla.  I will just have to keep my fingers crossed.

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Earrings

Happiness is new earrings

Happiness is new earrings

Getting pierced

Getting pierced

This may not seem like a big deal, but it is. Jett got her ears pierced a few days ago and is now wearing earrings again. It is a big deal because she had to remove her earrings back in May when radiation treatments began and has had to keep them out due to CT scans and MRIs. Getting her ears pierced and starting to wear earrings again is a sign of both recovery and defiance – she is not going to let cancer rule her life.

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A slow start, but a start

2020 has started slowly, which is not necessarily a bad thing.  We skipped the New Year’s Eve dance and dinner and celebrated quietly at home.  The theme of the celebration was “happy to be alive” because being alive at the start of 2020 is something that, for Jett, seemed unlikely back in May.

My Genealogy Group also started slowly, in part because it didn’t get into the resort’s events calendar. Don’t ask me why.  So a day before the first meeting I posted a notice in the resort’s activities Facebook page. That drew two people to the meeting and expressions of interest from several others.  A third person showed up at the second meeting, so the group is growing by 50% each week.

I also had my first softball game of the season.  I think I had only one legitimate hit in 5 at-bats, but I scored 3 runs to help the team to an 18-12 opening day victory.  I feared that the team would be offensively challenged, but that was not the case.  Hopefully the offense – especially my offense – will just get better as the season goes on.

So everything is starting slowly.  But successfully.

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Hair!

Jett began losing her hair in June and it was pretty much completely gone by July 4 (though she never lost her eyebrows, for which she was very grateful).  In early November her doctor told her that her hair might never come back; that she might be permanently bald.  While that was not good news, it was not devastating news.  We both agreed that a good life without hair was still a good life.

But in the past few weeks her hair has started to reappear.  She still looks like an inductee into the Marines, but there is no doubt that the hair is returning.

That is a good way to end 2019.

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Christmas meals

Christmas dinner at the resort

Christmas dinner at the resort

Lunch with Tony

Lunch with Tony

I had two Christmas meals this year: the traditional Christmas dinner at the RV resort and lunch on Dec 26 with my son in Ocala.  The Christmas meal was quite good – and free!  We only had to bring a pot luck dish; the turkey and ham was provided by the resort.  Jett didn’t come as she was not feeling well enough to be out in public, but I took a very nice plate home to her and she declared the turkey to be “the best ever.”  Quite a compliment from someone her age.

The following day I took the truck to Ocala to have lunch with my son Tony.  That was about 7 hours of driving for a 2-hour lunch break.  I wouldn’t have done it were it not for my need to gain some confidence in the truck’s health as we may need to use the truck to get to our cruise in February.  And it needed the exercise: it had traveled less than 200 miles in 6 months.  I am happy to report that the truck performed flawlessly.  And it was nice to share a meal with my son.  In case you are wondering, he has his hand over his beer to keep the bees out.  We had several bees buzzing about and one took a dive right into his beer about 15 seconds after it arrived at the table.  I fished it out and it staggered away.

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Health status at the end of 2019

Jett still has cancer and it is still incurable and inoperable. But what nearly killed her in May is now, if not in remission, at least at bay.  The evaluation testing done in MA and FL has been very positive.  All tumors have shrunk.  No one is making any promises or even venturing a prognosis, but the fact that she is in no immediate danger is a big win.

But she remains very weak and often feels pretty crappy.  She actually got angry at me when my joy at her recent positive test results was muted.  I explained that I would be truly joyful only when she felt better and was able to resume a more normal life.

She and I do share one serious health issue: weight.  She is too thin and I am too fat.  If medical science could provide us with a quick, painless way to transfer 20 pounds from me to her, we would both be very happy.

Other than the weight, I am healthy.  I am hoping for a healthy 2020 for both of us.

And for you.

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Genealogical research status at the end of 2019

As 2019 draws to a close, my count of known American ancestors stands at 353, with 211 being immigrant ancestors. Jett’s counts are 556 and 330, respectively. There were no major breakthroughs this year, though I did change my opinion as to the identity of her Egan great-grandparents. A deep look at the Egans that I had originally identified revealed some troubling discrepancies. Some research by a findagrave.com volunteer – an incredible amount of work from someone who had no skin in the game – convinced me that I had the wrong couple in her tree. It is amazing, first of all, that a complete stranger would invest so much time and effort in helping me out (thank you!) and, second, that after several years of research I can discover that I had the wrong great-grandparents in her tree. That branch is still a dead-end as I could discover nothing at all about their parents.

As part of this deep research into Jett’s recent ancestors – her parents, grandparents and great-grandparents, I took a detailed look at all the supporting documentation and discovered a few interesting details that I had missed on the earlier passes. For example, one of her great-grandfather’s middle name was ‘Scribner’. Not exactly a common name and probably a family name. But there were no Scribners in her family tree, so where did it come from? Answer: from her great-great-grandfather’s first wife, Mary Scribner. She is not an ancestor, but he honored her memory, after her death, by giving his firstborn from his second wife her name as a middle name. Touching.

I also found a map of Otisfield ME where this branch resided, so I can now find their actual farm if I ever get up that way.

I also found some new mysteries. Her father, for example, was born in Victoria BC from an American father and a British mother. His citizenship, as listed on his first entry into the US, is ‘UK’. I am not sure about the rules of birthright citizenship, but it is possible that he was never an American citizen. I can find no record of naturalization. But he traveled out of the country a lot so he must have had a passport. His birthplace on one of the immigration entry records is “Cambridge MA” which is false. It is possible that they simply asserted US citizenship for him and were never caught. Mystery.

A second mystery: I discovered that her grandfather Edward had at least two children by a first wife. Jett never knew that she had a half-aunt and half-uncle. I didn’t try real hard but found no further record of them. Tracking them down might be interesting.

I will likely be teaching a genealogy class at the resort in 2020. That will show me, I am sure, how little I really know.

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A minimalist Christmas

Jett and I will be in our RV, alone, on Christmas.  There isn’t a lot of Christmas spirit in our “house on wheels” this year due, largely, to Jett’s health. Or lack thereof.  But we are making a feeble attempt.  Jett insisted that I pull the box of Christmas decorations out of the shed and set them up.  It took about 30 minutes, in warm weather, so it was a mere shadow of the day-long effort in sub-freezing temperature of years past.  And it was an opportunity to see if the switched external outlets on the shed work.

They do.

So we have a minimal set of Christmas decorations in place.  Which is more than some – many have no decorations at all.  But to remind us of our place in the Christmas decoration universe, out neighbor around the corner put us to shame.  Our two sites, side-by-side:

Ours

Ours

Theirs

Theirs

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“End Game” by David Baldacci

Copyright 2017 by Columbia Rose Ltd. Published by Grand Central Publishing.

This is the 5th book in the series featuring the one-man army named Will Robie.  The book starts with Robie in London single-handedly wiping out a band of 16 terrorists.  But he is on the outs with his equally-lethal girlfriend, Jessica Reel, who while Robie was occupied in London was in Iraq wiping out about 40 insurgents, including a bunch in armored cars.  She was the only one of her team of 16 to survive, but her mission was counted as a success.  So the body count is hovering around 70 before the main story even begins.

What is the main story?  “Blue Man” – the boss of both Robie and Reel – has gone missing while vacationing in Colorado.  They are both called back to the US and sent, together, to Colorado, to find Blue Man.  They encounter a small town in which the law – a sheriff and a deputy and a few remote state troopers – are outnumbered by skinheads and survivalists.  They make little progress for several days, but then have some run-ins with the skinheads.  They kill a few and eventually are captured by them.  They are seconds away from dying when they are miraculously saved.  Who saves them?  Well, I won’t reveal that, but it is just one of several surprises that pop up as the body count continues to soar.  The deaths in this little town are coming so fast that bodies have to be imported from outside just to replenish the population.

It is all great action and fun, if you like death.  The whole thing was a bit over the top for me. But it did keep me turning the pages.

Spoiler alert: they kill all the bad guys, find Blue Man and return him to Washington, safe and sound, and their romance is rekindled.  But you knew that. That is just how Robie and Reel roll.

6 out of 10.

 

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