4.5 stars, only lacking toward the 5 in that it is a book of fewer words than I would wont. The photos are 5 star. The narrator is also the photographer and it's his family's story. Extremely tragic and yet survived. As a family and with the help of an animal who assisted and inspired within the process of taking every day as it came, when they could not be taken. And also in those days of agony, which still are.
Penguin is a Magpie rescued from an Australian parking lot by one of their 3 sons as a chick. He was blown from his nest with a hurt wing and terrible condition with no hope of survival. And YET!
Well, I won't tell you- get this book and enjoy these glorious progressions yourself. And ponder on the photos when you need some inspiration and aspiration toward goals that seem too painful or impossible to accommodate another hour. No, another minute. Despair, pain, being trapped to a place where you have "lost" any remnant of yourself forever- that kind of future when you need to see any possibility ahead that could be tolerated by your spirit!
Sam (the wife) - this is primarily her story and Penguin's. But no, it is also the entire family's as a unit- their cohesion and shared pain. How they almost dissolved. This I know does happen with such dire physical conditions. More often than not, it does. Stroke, cognitive impairment, paralysis etc. Where did I go? conditions of WHAT am I now. And at the end of the book she writes some long pages about how her accident resides in her mind and body with its terrible legacy every single day, and how sister Penguin helped her fight against the life shrinking.
Also there is added a section at the end (mostly words and far less photos) where she has written profoundly and in practical detail how to be a family member or associate or aid or loving friend to anyone who has life changing and stark immobility and paralysis become the now and forever.
This book is awesome. These people were adventurers and intrepid. They took what came in those pursuits within sport and within incredible travel off of the grid. Their children have followed with their "outward eyes" and I wonder if Penguin is still visiting.
Many people are aware of the help that pets can be in mental and emotional states of any illness or condition of humans (especially in advanced age, IMHO)- but most of those featured are cats or dogs. Pets with fur you stroke and who warmly rest upon an arm or a lap.
But some of us, and I am one, have found the birds to be the more spectacular buddies. And often such a special buddy that the person is imprinted with love and a practical care for endless returning shared joy/fun upon their little "bird brains".
My cockatiel, unlike Penguin the Magpie, cannot fly free outside in IL winters. Not even in milder than winter weather. But she is much the same. During the worst of times, she sits upon the shoulder or leg and just will not leave. Because.
Sometimes the gravity to rise truly is beneath the wings. What a glorious soaring flight of example Penguin proves.
Give me the surviving feathered dinosaurs every time.
This review is dedicated to Sydney who passed at 38 years of age in 2014. He was a glorious original. And to Addie too. I hope she outlives me, and the actuaries have that about even.