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History has long been my keenest interest and was a childhood fascination. I followed this interest to University where I obtained my BA and MA in History. My thesis was concentrated on British colonialism in Africa, but my first historical love was England, especially those Tudors. My life's greatest passion are my two boys. My most avid hobbies are reading and travel. My favorite reads are historical fiction and my favorite travel destination Western Europe. Because of the high volume of books I read and my passion for discussion I was encouraged by friends to begin a book review blog earlier this year and so The Most Happy Reader was born.

Paris Was the Place

Paris Was the Place - Susan      Conley It is my habit to not read the cover excerpt of novels; I prefer to just dig in. I was surprised by the setting of Paris Was the Place; surprised in a good way and delighted to read a novel dealing with an issue close to my heart. The plight of immigrants, especially illegal ones first came to my attention while living in London. Perhaps because I was removed from the politics of the United States I was more able to relate to the people themselves. In any case, I was horrified to learn that so many men, women and children were deported to return to war torn and poverty stricken homelands and many faced certain death or imprisonment on their arrival. It seemed so unjust and innately uncivilized to return these people, most of whom were hard working and upstanding members of their communities, deserved such extreme punishment because they had broken the law in an effort to make a better life for themselves and their families. To me they were survivors not criminals, despite the fact they had knowingly and willing broken the law. As my Grandmother used to tell me, when remembering her youth during the Great Depression, that sometimes laws are broken for a higher good than that which they mean to protect.

Paris was The Place is set in the 1980s and follows a group of young girls awaiting trial, which will either grant them asylum or see them deported to their native county. Despite the desperate nature of these young women the author still provides the reader with lush descriptions of Paris which magically transport one to the wondrous City of Lights.

Another of the novel’s characters is Willie, a California woman who comes to Paris for artistic inspiration, but finds herself working at the immigrant center to assist the young women in the telling of their stories so that they might receive asylum. Willie herself is a complex multi-layered character rich with layers of personal tragedy. Willie’s own life story is what fuels her empathy and invested interest in helping the girls at the immigration center. Willie’s beloved brother, Luke, is also living in Paris and whose health has been failing for some time when tragedy strikes again. Like so many in the 1980s Luke discovers that he has AIDS and very quickly succumbs to the disease which was still an enigma to medical professionals who could do little, if anything, for those afflicted. I myself lost a dear friend in 1987 to AIDS and will never forget how rapidly my vivacious friend with his infectious smile wasted away before my eyes.

One might imagine that since Paris was the Place touched on issues so dear to my heart that I would be critical, but in truth all of the characters were so human, so well crafted and the descriptions of their struggles and triumphs so human that I was truly moved by such a rich well crafted novel. A note of criticism never passed through my mind.

I would highly recommend Paris was the Place as a well crafted story of humanity, flawed and unjust but full of beauty, promise and hope.