To the Midnight Sun

<p><strong>A powerful reflection on identity family and history. -- <em>Kirkus Reviews</em></strong></p><p> </p><p>On Friday afternoons my grandmother would not so much arrive as sweep in trailing in her wake the aura of Europe Russia and the places whose exotic-sounding names - Pskov Riga Leningrad Arkhangelsk the White Sea - transfixed me with an irresistibly seductive power. I looked forward to seeing her and hearing the tales of her youthful exploits with fellow revolutionaries fighting the repressive regime of the Tsar.</p><p> </p><p>My Russian grandmother. Never mind that she arrived in America half a century before I was born. Never mind that she spoke English as well as her native Russian-well almost and to tell the truth never with as much passion. To the family she left behind in Russia she became an American. For me she always remained simply my Russian grandmother.</p><p> </p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>To The Midnight Sun is an inspiring story of family history and the search for connections across place and time that help make us who we are.</span></p><p></p>