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Any Road Will Take You There by @DavidWBerner is a Celebrate Fathers pick #memoir #fathersday

Title: Any Road Will Take You There: A Journey of Fathers and Sons

Author: David W. Berner

Genre: Memoir, Travel

Book Blurb:

In the best tradition of the great American memoir, "Any Road Will Take You There" is honest, unflinching, and tender. A middle-age father takes the reader on a five-thousand-mile road trip, the one he always wished he’d taken as a young man. Recently divorced and uncertain of the future, he rereads the iconic road story - Jack Kerouac’s "On the Road" - and along with his two sons and his best friend, heads for the highway to rekindle his spirit. However, a family secret turns the cross-country journey into an unexpected examination of his role as a father and compels him to look to the past and the fathers who came before him to find contentment and clarity and celebrate the struggles and triumphs of being a dad.

Excerpt from (Chapter 2):

Here’s how I imagined it: a loosely planned five- thousand-mile road trip, beginning in Chicago, heading to Denver, San Francisco, Santa Fe, back to Denver, and then home to Chicago. And we would travel through some of the places and on the roads Kerouac wrote about. We wouldn’t necessarily use On the Road like a map, there was no plan to go to New York or Mexico, but I did hope to travel on part of Route 6, a main westward artery when Kerouac took to the road. I considered heading out on my own; the trip might be more meaningful alone. But I also knew the emotional and even philosophical musings that sparked the idea were not unique. My friend Brad was just a few years younger than me, but very much in the same emotional place. Like me, he too had lost his dad. I had been through a change in careers—journalist to college professor. Brad had sold his restaurant business—a frozen custard shop—and was searching for a new direction. I recently had been divorced, so had Brad, and both of us were ready, especially at midlife, for a little self-discovery and the redemptive power of a road trip. And ironically, Brad lived in Denver, like Dean Moriarty.

But before taking to the highway, I wanted Brad to understand what this trip meant to me and how the spirit of a dead author and a more than fifty-year-old book helped fuel the idea. I told him about how the story had once inspired me. I told him about the old photograph I found, my uncertainties about how I was handling fatherhood, and how I believed Kerouac could be the perfect prescription for what I needed.

Brad, though, brought a completely different sensitivity. “Jack, who?” he asked. For Brad, this trip had little to do with the author and much to do with a middle-age adventure.

“Jack, Mac, Larry, Ed? Doesn’t matter to me. I’m in.” Certainly the trip had deeper meaning for me, but in either case, On the Road was doing exactly what it had done to generations far younger—it was putting us behind the wheel.

In many ways this was a selfish endeavor. I was allowing myself, and now my friend, the time and space to make this three-week journey. Blocking out everything else in my life. Still, as a father of two teenage boys, I struggled with the thought of doing this without them. Giving up my time for theirs had always been part of the parental job description, so how could I take on what had the potential to be a memorable experience without sharing it with my sons? How could I not allow my younger son, thirteen-year-old Graham, to experience the beauty of such a trip—the camaraderie, the bonding? And how could I not allow fifteen-year-old Casey the chance to capture this journey through the lens of his camera? From the time he was six years old he was hooked on creating images, starting with 35mm disposable drug store point-and-shoots and progressing to a high-end digital Canon and a high-definition Sony video camera. He thrived on telling visual stories. It was what he wanted to do with his life, and he was already eyeing colleges with photography and film programs. There was no way I was going to leave him behind.

Casey and Graham heard me talk about the details of the trip, about my purpose for taking on the challenge of it, and an itinerary based on the travels written about in Kerouac’s book. Although neither had heard much of anything about Kerouac, and neither was truly listening much to what they undoubtedly saw as Dad’s self-absorbed enthusiasm for this writer and his book, they were willing to consider how there could be some teenage fun in these travels. I wanted them to feel every inch of the book’s rebellious spirit, to understand that “Woodstock rises from its pages,” as William S. Burroughs once said, and to know how this book will forever resonate with road trips everywhere.

Still, there was one very important question, and Casey got straight to the point.

“What would we be driving?” he asked.

I wasn’t sure I wanted to tell him and the others what I had in mind. It was not exactly the romantic vision of the quintessential vehicle for a Kerouac inspired journey across the country.

I thought our best bet was to do it in a thirty-foot RV.

“Little lame, don’t you think, Dad?” Graham said. I had taken all three of my fellow travelers to the RV rental office and allowed them to get a close-up look at the big box of a vehicle, walk around it, look inside it, and sit in the driver seat. Graham would rather we motored the roads in a $200,000 Lamborghini. Reading Motor Trend magazine produced high standards.

If I wanted to be true to the Kerouac spirit, we would have found a vintage Cadillac or planned for highway hitchhiking and hopping trains, but none of that was a realistic alternative. Considering the logistics of this kind of travel, the RV made sense to me even if it wasn’t quite like Jack.

“Graham, it’s not about what we are journeying in,” I said, resorting to a cliché, hoping the simplicity of it would resonate with a young teenager. “It’s about the journey itself.”

All of my fellow travelers needed some level of convincing.

“The choice of vehicle doesn’t matter,” I told Brad, who had come to Chicago for a summer visit and a look at the RV. “The book is our vehicle.”

“I guess I have to read it now, huh?” Brad said, laughing.

On the Road,” I told them all, “is as cool as a 1965 Mustang convertible, a Porsche Roadster, or a brand new Harley.”

Casey had his video camera with him and was pointing the lens inside and outside the RV. Although he didn’t say a word while panning and zooming, I was happy about what he was doing. I told myself, even in his silence, capturing the RV through his lens was a level of acceptance.

“Maybe it’s not very, Kerouacian,” I said to Casey, trying to justify the use of one of the tackiest vehicles ever designed for travel. “But it could be cool, right?”

I knew I was desperately reaching.

“Dad, sorry,” Casey said, hitting the pause button and pulling the camera down by his side. “This is a big tin can. It’s not cool.”

I rented one anyway.

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Any Road Will Take You There is a Book of the Year award winner from the Chicago Writers Association.

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Author Biography:

David W. Berner is a memoirist, essayist, fiction writer, and journalist. His memoirs reflect on our collective relationships and how those experiences link us to the world we share. David's stories are about fathers and sons, the redemptive power of road trips, travel, music, and the sage-like connections we share with pets.

David was born in Pittsburgh, PA and now lives in the Chicago area. Along with his writing credentials, David has had a distinguished career as a broadcast journalist, reporting for the CBS Radio Network, WBBM Radio Chicago, and public radio outlets throughout America.

Social Media Links:

Instagram @DavidWBerner

Twitter @DavidWBerner

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20 juin 2021

Thank you, David, for sharing your book in our Celebrate Fathers Bookish Event!

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