Rec­om­mending a book for dad is much easier than a title for mom, at least that was my expe­rience when I pounded the brick and mortar beat. Moms talk more than dads. Moms read more than dads. Everyone who knew mom knew what she was reading or what she wanted to read. A no brainer. But dads? I wish I had worn a camera around my neck (pre-​​cell phone days at first, but even later per­sonal cells were off limits) and had cap­tured the looks of des­per­ation as spouses, sons, daughters, nieces, nephews, and grand­children (although more about grandchildren’s choices a bit later) would come in one or two days before Father’s Day and ask, no, beg for a book sug­gestion for that important man in their life.

It was easy for me. Not just because I was a book­seller, or because I was a mom, or even because I talked a lot, I really did have a long list of titles I had read with “guy book” written all over it. I will not rec­ommend a book I have not per­sonally read.

Here goes:


Shadow Divers
By Robert Kurson

Pro­fes­sional men, laborers, the drunks and the sober, these were the men who risked their lives to deep-​​sea dive, searching for a German sub sunk off the New Jersey coast during WWII. Not exactly high lit, but so much fun and your guy will even learn about deep-​​sea diving, as opposed to the snor­keling he may have done at a resort.


Prince of  Frogtown
By Rick Bragg

I’ve got a full review of this book posted, but suffice to say, it’s a father/​son story with an attitude  and there’s a hot rod bit that to my way of thinking is worth the price of admission all by itself.


700 Sundays
By Billy Crystal

Another father/​son story, in this case, Billy Crystal remem­bering the 700 Sundays he had with his dad before his dad died. If your guy loves jazz and American popular music (does the Com­modore jazz label mean any­thing to you?), believe it or not, this is it . Crystal’s memoir pulled so mightily on my heart­strings that I could sell it by just reading the last couple of sen­tences out loud to customers.


The English Major
By Jim Harrison

It’s an On The Road book for every guy who ever thought he really could get what he thought he’d always wanted. Jim Harrison’s later in life coming of age story is laugh out loud funny. This is also a posted review.


Kismet
By Jakob Arjouni

I just reviewed this one. Smart, fast, and classic private eye tale that takes place in modern Germany. A totally enter­taining book that won’t take a week of his time to finish.


The Year of the Hare
By Arto Paasilinna

A Finnish fellow’s midlife crisis, or why every guy would probably love to stop the car, get out and just start walking,  maybe even in the furry company of a small hare. This also has a posted review.


Sweet Promised Land
By Robert Laxalt

This book was my intro­duction to a fine body of Nevada authors. For all of you looking for that story of first gen­er­ation Amer­icans who have thought about giving their immi­grant parent a trip back to the land of their birth, this could be the perfect book. It doesn’t matter if you are not Basque, there is a uni­versal poignancy in the passage between the land a father chooses and the land he left behind.


The Rad­i­calism of the American Rev­o­lution
By Gordon S. Wood

I read this book a while ago, but it has stuck with me through the years; and although I’m not sure it has “guy book” written any­where near it, the fact is that I could never hand sell it to women (even though it was a favorite of that great American woman Molly Ivins). It con­tains the clearest expla­nation I’ve ever found of why Amer­icans gen­erally dis­trust (dare I say, hate) intel­lec­tuals, along with lots of other insights into our American con­sciousness and identity.


The Book on the Book Shelf
By Henry Petroski

Henry Pet­roski is the perfect author for that handyman in your life. Pet­roski, history and civil engi­neering pro­fessor at Duke Uni­versity is such a gem. Who else would think of writing a history of the book­shelf? Heck, who would have thought that the book­shelf had a history? Petroski’s writing is both enlight­ening and lit­erary and he’s prac­ti­cally built his own genre. In addition to this book, I’m about ten pages short of fin­ishing one of his earlier titles, To Engineer is Human, The Role of Failure in Suc­cessful Design. I’m reading the updated version and will have a review shortly. Suffice to say, if your guy has to think twice about flying or crossing bridges or looking out from the balcony of a Man­hattan sky­scraper, trust me, To Engineer is Human has his name on it. Any­thing written by Pet­roski is always a good read.


horo­scopes for the dead
By Billy Collins

Poetry? Do I think guys read poetry? They must, because they sure do write a lot of it. Billy Collins writes poetry for everyone. The fact that his work is acces­sible (you get it, well, most of it) has much to do with his huge pop­u­larity. Being popular doesn’t take away from the quality of his work. If you think, deep down, your guy might not hate you for giving him a book of poetry, get this one. I’d  bet you even money that at some point in his reading, he’ll stop, look up, and say, “Listen to this.…”


And the bit about grand­children? My sug­gestion to them is that they give the exact book they would like that special guy to read to them. Doesn’t matter what the book is, the bonds of lan­guage build strong bridges and if they are the right words, they will last a lifetime.

Lastly, and most impor­tantly, HAPPY FATHER’S DAY !

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