Paul Landon is sixteen years old, and he feels he lives in his older brother’s shadow. Chris is the hero of the family, an enlisted soldier in the Vietnam War, and both of Paul’s parents idolize their eldest son. At times Paul feels jealous of Chris, but he cannot deny that there is a lot about Chris that is worthy of admiration. During Paul’s childhood and adolescence, his brother was a mentor to him. Paul hopes that one day he will become even half the man that his brother already is. When Chris comes home on leave during the Thanksgiving holiday, Paul feels guilty for having been jealous of his altruistic brother.
It is on the last day of Chris’ leave, that Paul discovers something about his sibling which takes the wind out of his sail. Chris reveals a truth about himself, perhaps his deepest and darkest secret. He is homosexual. Suddenly Paul is beset with a myriad of confusing feelings. He’s not only astonished by this revelation, but also rather disgusted. Having previously regarded his brother as a fearless hero who personified strength and integrity, he suddenly views Chris as being weak and cowardice.
The entire Landon family is devastated a few weeks later when they receive the news that Chris has been killed in action. Paul is not only grief-stricken, but also laden with guilt. His very last conversation with Chris had been one in which Chris reached out to him and bared his soul, but Paul had rejected him. Now Paul is burdened with the responsibility of carrying his brother’s secret. He knows he can never tell his parents. He can never let anyone find out that his heroic brother—the same person who died for his country—was actually a fag.
A few months later, Paul meets another homosexual. JJ is the new employee at Mr. Landon’s pet store, and Paul is given the responsibility of training him. It soon becomes apparent to Paul that JJ is gay, and it also becomes clear that this quiet, unassuming young man possesses an amazing talent. He is skilled at dog handling. In fact he is an expert canine behavioralist. Within a matter of days, JJ impresses Paul’s father with his talent, and JJ is asked to provide consultation services to customers who have training issues with their dogs.
During the weeks that Paul and JJ work together, Paul finds himself reliving many of the feelings he had about his brother. He also begins to question the stereotypes and assumptions he has harbored within himself, and ultimately he confronts JJ. He confides in his coworker that his brother was gay, but his parents do not know. JJ begins to teach Paul some very important lessons, not just about dog training, but also about sexual orientation, manhood, and integrity.
Having read both of Reardon’s previously released novels, I found this read to be a bit of a departure for her. Although the storyline is unquestionably gay-interest, the theme is strikingly dissimilar. This book did not contain the religious overtones which were thematic in her first two novels. It also was told in the voice of a heterosexual protagonist.
Much more realistic dialogue was used, incorporating slang and profanity appropriately. Some of the conversations were rather wordy. It just seemed that at times the characters launched into lectures which would not be typical during normal conversation. They seemed to be dissertations, and I think that in normal conversation, there are more interruptions. Most people are not prepared to launch into a diatribe, and especially not with perfect grammar.
The central character, Paul, was a sympathetic protagonist. In light of the setting (early 1970s), I could understand the confusion and anxiety that he endured. I question the relevance of this type of story in the contemporary market, however. It reminds me of the sort of person who feels the need to inform their gay acquaintances that they have “no problem with homosexuals.” Why bother to even mention it in the first place? Your brother is gay—whoopty do! The mere suggestion that gay people are weak, sissified, or immoral by nature is patently offensive to me. I thought that we were beyond these attitudes ages ago. It seemed that this book would have been an essential read two or three decades ago. Perhaps if I were to be able to view it strictly as a historical piece, the message would resonate. It felt to me, however, that the author was trying to convince her audience that being gay was okay. It’s possible to be a manly man and to be gay at the same time. Well I got that message decades ago, and I thought that the rest of the world pretty much had as well.
The gripping emotional element of the story was profound. In fact, I regard this particular characteristic to be the book’s redemption. I wept as I read the family’s reaction to Chris’ death. A bullying scene which occurred early in the story was extremely disturbing, and this also moved me emotionally. The portrayal of JJ’s sensitivity as he cried with one of his customers while grieving the loss of her beloved pet, was a scene of significant impact. To me, these literary slices were masterful, and they are the scenes which will remain with me for some time to come.
The most disturbing element of the story was the portrayal of the central character’s father, Andy Landon. At the beginning of the book, I was trying not to hate him, or perhaps to at least not dislike him so much. Just prior to the conclusion of the story, there was a revelation scene in which an element of Andy’s character was exposed. I think that the intention of this “big reveal” was to help the reader understand this annoying character. Instead it made me cringe. Honestly, I wanted to reach right into the pages of that book and slap some sense into him. He’d lost one son already, so why hadn’t he learned something? He should have cherished his remaining son rather than demonizing him.
The pathway to inclusion can be represented as a continuum which begins with bigotry and ends with full inclusion. The next step away from bigotry is tolerance, then acceptance. The ultimate goal is inclusion. This story seemed to be arguing the case for tolerance. To me, this is not enough. Gay people should not merely be tolerated. Straight people have no right to be proud of themselves for putting up with homosexuals. I felt the message of the story was truthful and perhaps even important, but it just was not timely. If we could get the book into the hands of the few remaining closed-minded bigots who still occasionally spout off these days, then perhaps it would effectively cause them to rethink their intolerant attitudes. I think, though, that if they haven’t done so at this point, they probably never will, and they probably would reject a book like this outright.
I am still a huge fan of Robin Reardon, although I must admit that this was not my favorite of her books. The writing itself is superb, but it is the story’s message that to me is lacking. Perhaps it is merely that I did not relate, and other readers may find it far more significant.