Wednesday, October 16, 2019

A Song for the River

Book: A Song for the River
Basic Information : Synopsis : Characters : Expectations : Thoughts : Evaluation : Book Group : New Words : Book References : Good Quotes : Table of Contents : References

Basic Information:
Author: Philip Connors
Edition: epub on Overdrive from the San Francisco Public Library
Publisher: Cinco Puntos Press
ISBN: 9781941026915
Start Date: October 8, 2019
Read Date: October 16, 2019
246 pages
Genre: Biography, Essay
Language Warning: Medium
Rated Overall: 3½ out of 5


Synopsis:

Essentially this is five essays bound together by the theme of loss, with the solitude of being a fire lookout and the soothing of a wild river being the healing agents.

Cast of Characters:
  • Phillip Connors-author, fire lookout
  • Swede-a backcountry personality who lived way out of the way.
  • John-A fellow lookout who died when his horse fell on him
  • Ella Jaz-A high school student who was an organizer of a resistance movement to a dam being built on the Gila River. She died in an airplane crash.
  • Ella Myers-high school student. Died in an airplane crash
  • Michael Mahl-high school student. Died in an airplane crash
  • Teresa-A retired Forest Service employee, including being a lookout. Wife of John. Knew country as well as anyone could.
  • Raz-a seventy year old lookout. Partner with Sara
  • Sara-lookout and partner to Raz
  • Dr. Hocha-Pilot of the plane which crashed-died in the crash


Expectations:
  • How come do I want to read this book: I had read his first book, Fire Season and was favorably impressed. So I felt it would be worthwhile reading his next book.
  • What do I think I will get out of it? I do not know


Thoughts:

A Prayer to the Raven
The first line says how this book will be: After illness and divorce did a number on my body and soul, after wildfires burned the mountains and an airplane fell from the sky, after a horse collapsed on my friend and two hip surgeries laid me up for the better part of a year--loss piled on loss, pain layered over pain--I found I wanted nothing so much as to be near moving water.. It is a book about the personal pain Connors has, interspersed with other thoughts about the Gila River area.

The mountain which Connor’s lookout was on was part of a forest fire. He notes what it is like to see what you hold dear being burnt. But he also says that this is a lesson in transience and renewal. Ashes do not stay, water and wind will wash them away, leaving ground for newness to grow. I can say this too as the lookout I volunteer at was at the edge of the Rough Fire. Within a year, there was green grass and shrubs coming up. Also the springs in the area were flowing. There was still enough fuel at a 45 acre fire took off a year after the Rough Fire.

Interesting statement: I have found it useful, for the sake of one’s private morale, to have at least one friend who is not a better human than you are. I suspect only one is enough. Also that one should not try to reform the person, just accept the friendship. Swede’s redeeming factor is that he understood and honored the beauty of flowing water in an arid land. There is something to be said when a person knows what is important. I also like the word honored. It says to me that there is something the person recognizes that is above himself.

Connors says that he does not pray.


A Hummingbird’s Kiss
Connors points out that an occupied fire lookout is also a residence. Teresa would not climb until she had permission to enter. Connors points out that at times a lookout will perform their duties with an absence of clothing. His description sent me laughing. Sometimes a tourist would go up and be informed by John that he was completing important paperwork and he would call them up when he had completed it-which was a significant stretch.

Seems like all over the US, lookouts have their hummingbird feeders.

See Gary Synder’s poem The Lookout. Connors only quotes the first half which talks about lookout scanning the horizon for smokes and sending fire fighters out scurrying to put out the fire. But the interesting part is that the firefighters can render the lookout useless just by toggling a switch to off.

When Connors takes over Signal Peak Lookout and goes in service, he feels it a sacrilege being at another person’s lookout, even though John is dead. He also talks about the morning chorus of lookouts going into service. It seems like once one goes into service, the rest of us join right in, within minutes of each other.

Unconditional love: grace in the face of the unbearable. Noted about John when his lover was dying and he had to care for her.

He gives a description of a lookout-more like someone who works it full time: pyromaniacal monk. Feels like as the forest is drying, a lookout is officiating at funeral pyre for the forest. Lookouts tend to look for solitude and adventure, the romance of the wild mountains, and a taste of the sublime. Also they have a view of both the wilderness and of fire which cannot be beaten. He goes on and talks how lookouts have to be a bit goofy, they had lucked into a lineage of mountain mystics and lone rangers. ..He goes on to say that when a person had been at a lookout for awhile, they could read the lay of the land and understand weather patterns as well as understand animal migrations.

Connors puts in that an experienced lookouts know the territory. They can guide a group of non-locals into a place. But he does get pretty defensive about what technology will do for them.

A price to be paid for knowing and loving an area: 1) to watch it being destroyed, as in a large fire; 2) to come back to see the results of the destruction. But there is also watching it be reborn again.

Friendship: a man I could tell anything and be met with a voice of understanding and compassion.

Interesting question, How’s your soul?

As a forest lookout, our office is nicer than almost any other office I have worked in. Thanks Connors for saying this.

Leading you through a bit of fire forensics. He tells us about some indicators investigators look for when they study a fire. Such as:
  • Shape of a burnt leaf
  • Green leaves curl that they point to the oncoming heat
  • Angle of the car on standing tree strunks-the burn will be higher than the angle of the slope
  • Grass-advancing fire burns all but the base of the stem. So seed heads generally point in the direction the fire came.
  • In a low intensity fire, the fire will burn only one side of a log or tree. So the unburnt is facing away from the origin.
With this they are able to see the approximate place of origin.

Connors knew the three high school students who died in the airplane crash. But he was able to keep his distance, until his fellow lookout and friend died when his horse rolled over on top of him. Connors says that if I had wanted distance from death, death had other ideas.



Birthday for the Next Forest

Love the term clinically pyromaniacal. While you never wish for a fire, I do love the excitement of spotting a smoke and calling it in. And you always hope that if there is a fire that you spot it and not someone else, particularly if it is in your area.

The point of the work [being a fire lookout] is early detection: the sooner you spot a fire, the more options you give firefighters to manage it.

Connors reminds us of the awe which one has when looking at a fire, particularly a large one. It is also a natural occurrence which has happened in the past and will happen in the future.

To a writer, a fire lookout is a natural place. Quiet, away from everyone with mostly an easy gig-look for any smoke in your area and keep in radio contact while keeping an eye on the weather conditions. Not challenging. Connors wanted to do it at least well enough to be asked back.

For some forms of life, …., wildfire signaled the end of the dance. For others it represented the first notes of a new song. He calls this ecological succession.

Then to speak of the demands on a conscientious lookout is that you have to be particular to the details: Radio frequencies, personnel call signs, GPS coordinates, fire azimuths, fire legals, fire acreages, lightning-activity levels, Haines indices, maximum wind gusts, the precise details of crew-supply orders, military time to the minute of any noteworthy event, anywhere on your turf… Thanks Phillip for reminding me of this.

Connors is walking back to his lookout after a big fire. He feels like it is a familiar place made newly strange. I like this phrase. Both melancholy and exciting. Melancholy because it no longer is the place you remember. Exciting, because it is new.

He talks about the fact that he is in a lookout in a wilderness-a dream place. But then realizes it is too late to prevent catastrophic fires.


The Navel of the World

It took awhile for Connors to venture into the burn area surrounding John’s lookout, Signal Peak. There were certain emotions Connors was wary of facing. When he does, he goes to the site of John’s death where the remains of his horse was still there. He notes that the birds have been feasting on horse flesh. He notes that the birds when they soar are lazy-looking but never not vigilant, they reminded me of lookouts with wings. I had never thought of myself as a volunteer vulture.

Connors talks of the memories of John. But Connors most basic thought was the voice on the radio and the proximity they had to each other in the lookout. His Osborne Fire Finder was not right until it lined up Signal Peak. We all need to have that kind of a person.

The longer you keep the job[fire lookout] the more your identity becomes entwined with that mountain. Interesting statement about the transformation of the mind. I know I call Delilah “my lookout”, being very possessive. This is even though I am only there 15 days a year, it has become part of my psyche. Maybe because a person spends so much time just looking and thinking. Connors goes on and says that when we communicate on the radio it is the name of the peak or place, rather than who we are. There are practical reasons for this. You know the locality, you do not need to keep track of people and where they are. But Connors brings in thoughts of relationship with the place. A sense of honoring the local. There is a merging of personalities. I am not sure I would go that far. When Connors was staffing his friend John’s lookout, it was hard for him to say Signal Peak rather than his own, both because it was John’s identity and not his own.

Sharing builds trust.

What to do with John’s ashes? John’s girlfriend has him going to his favorite places and makes arrangements for it.

John stayed in Connors mind and Connors realized that the relationship he had with John was more complex than what he thought it was. It was not just a fellow lookout who passed, but somebody who knew him. Connors quotes Rebecca Solnit (maybe in Call Them by Their True Names: American Crises) about those places of unknowing. That seems to be where Connors is, exploring those thoughts and times when there was more depth to the relationship which he did not understand. It is forcing him to explore himself, the death of his brother and his divorce and all those other unpleasantries.

He goes on and talks about the plane crash which killed the pilot and the three students. He says that experiential education has inherent risk. Things happen-that is the idea of experience otherwise what is the use of the experience if we are in a cocoon? (my question). Most experiences worth having risk something…

The three high school students were working to prevent a dam being built across the Gila River. One expert noted that We don’t have a shortage of water, we have an excess of money encouraging us to do something stupid. A basic philosophy difference, stated in a bit of hyperbole is to look at a river as an undersized ditch [which can be] … repurposed for “wiser use” than simply letting a river go about the business of being a river. Or do you look at a river being something which is majestic in its own right, affecting other things real and sometimes in the imagination?

Connors found that being alone, grieving, was a trap. Sometimes the dead are more alive in one's mind than when they were alive, or even the currently living.

Wendell Berry (Bringing it to the Table: On Farming and Food): To farm well requires an elaborate courtesy toward all creatures, animate and inanimate. It is sympathy that most appropriately enlarges the context of human work. I think Connors liked the quote and put it in. I do not think it strengthens what Connors is trying to say.

Connors notes that his life may be explained by fire and water. This was said while going down the Gila in a raft with his future wife.

Jean, another lookout has been given some of John’s ashes for her mountain-note the her mountain. She was having a hard time knowing what to do and when to do it. But then she realized that she would know what to do and when to do it when the right time came.


A Song for the River
...in our restless human quest to make meaning, sometimes all we have to do is pay attention. Meaning will be made for us. Nothing more to be said.

He notes that at least in the Southwest, there is no place more lush and active than a burn scar in recovery. Around my area, the Rough Fire burnt a huge section of the forest. The next year, we were able to see springs and water flowing which was sucked up by shrubs and grasses before they could leave its source.

Connors talks about one of the families who child died in the plane crash. He notes that their religion was not enough to keep them with the church. So they discovered that their true church, the place where they made contact with the holy, was in the wild Gila. He also talks about an honest reckoning with tragedy. I can see where when they look to a church, and I do not know what kind of church it is, that they would see coldness their. I suspect if left with my childhood church and this kind of tragedy happened, that might be my reaction as well. I wonder about Connors wording in the honest reckoning. Does he mean that if they did not break from their religion, they would not have had something honest? But what would have happened if they were driven deeper into their religion? Also is he saying there is something spiritual about a wild river? I can understand somewhat he is saying. When I go to the mountains, I feel more spiritually alive their than in the ordinary bustle of the city. Still, it is not the hard granite of the mountain where I feel the spirituality, it is that they beauty there draws me closer to my creator, my God. Is that what he is saying with the wild river comment? I do not know, I do not think so. Sounds more pantheistic. Later on he talks about intimacy with the nonhuman, meaning the wild lands, particularly the river. Does he not know that the wild will never be merciful? It only knows force-the force of physics and biology.


Catechism for a Fire Lookout
Like the title says, this is more of a series of quotes, expressing what Phillip Connors views the proper tempermeant of a fire lookout is. Below are the ones I found meaningful.

It doesn’t take much in the way of body and mind to be a lookout. It’s mostly soul. Norman Maclean

I am glad I shall never be young without wild country to be young in. Of what avail are forty freedoms without a blank spot on the map? Aldo Leopold

Often the mountain gives itself most completely when I have nodestination, when I reach nowhere in particular, but have gone out merely to be with the mountain as one visits a fried. Nan Shepherd

Thank God, they cannot cut down the clouds. Henry David Thoreau

In order to understand the world, one has to turn away from it on occasion. Albert Camus

I wonder why it was the places are so much lovelier when one is alone. Daphne du Maurier

To have passed through life and never experienced solitude is to have never known oneself. To have never known oneself is to have never known anyone. Joseph Wood Krutch

To be left alone is the most precious thing one can ask of the modern world. Anthony Burgess

There is greater comfort in the substance of silence than in the answer to a question. Thomas Merton

It takes a lot of time to be a genius, you have to sit around so much doing nothing, really doing nothing. Gertrude Stein

Some people see scars, and it is wounding they remember. To me, they are proof of the fact that there is healing. Linda Hogan



Evaluation:
I am a sucker for a variety of kinds of books. One of them is when they are about fire lookouts. Philip Connors book Fire Season captured me. I was hoping that A Song for the River would be a return to the them. Connors does use fire lookouts as a back drop for what he wants to write up, but this is not a story particularly about lookouts. His theme is loss.

He lays that out right from the start: After illness and divorce did a number on my body and soul, after wildfires burned the mountains and an airplane fell from the sky, after a horse collapsed on my friend and two hip surgeries laid me up for the better part of a year--loss piled on loss, pain layered over pain--I found I wanted nothing so much as to be near moving water. Connors works through his losses, some with the aide of being alone in a fire lookout, some with being on or around the Gila River, some with the aide of his future wife, and others times with friends or friends of friends.

At the end, he has the Catechism for a Fire Lookout, which is a series of quotes on solitude. But he quotes Linda Hogan, saying: Some people see scars, and it is wounding they remember. To me, they are proof of the fact that there is healing. This is appropriate as the way he heals.

This is a book which is similarly written as Fire Season, but different. If you are expecting the same, you may be disappointed. Still it is well written and worth the read. If you are a fire lookout, you will probably resonant the most with the second chapter.

 
Notes from my book group:

Many of these questions are either from or adapted from LitLovers.
  • Why the title of A Song for the River?
  • Did the ending seem fitting? Satisfying? Predictable?
  • Which character was the most convincing? Least?
    • Which character did you identify with?
  • Every story has a world view. Were you able to identify this story’s world view? What was it? How did it affect the story?
  • In what context was religion talked about in this book?
  • Was there anybody you would consider religious?
    • How did they show it?
    • Was the book overtly religious?
    • How did it affect the books story?
  • Why do you think the author wrote this book?
  • What would you ask the author if you had a chance?
  • What “take aways” did you have from this book?
  • What central ideas does the author present?
  • Are there solutions which the author presents?
    • Do they seem workable? Practicable?
    • How would you implement them?
  • Describe the culture talked about in the book.
    • How is the culture described in this book different than where we live?
    • What economic or political situations are described?
    • Does the author examine economics and politics, family traditions, the arts, religious beliefs, language or food?
  • How did this book affect your view of the world?
    • Of how God is viewed?
    • What questions did you ask yourself after reading this book?
  • Talk about specific passages that struck you as significant—or interesting, profound, amusing, illuminating, disturbing, sad...?
    • What was memorable?


New Words:
  • Mycologist (1): the branch of biology concerned with the study of fungi, including their genetic and biochemical properties, their taxonomy and their use to humans as a source for tinder, traditional medicine, food, and entheogens, as well as their dangers, such as toxicity or infection.
  • Palimpsest (2): a manuscript or piece of writing material on which the original writing has been effaced to make room for later writing but of which traces remain.
  • Anthropocene (2): the current geological age, viewed as the period during which human activity has been the dominant influence on climate and the environment.
  • Sinecure (2): a position requiring little or no work but giving the holder status or financial benefit.
  • Catastrophizing (3): an irrational thought a lot of us have in believing that something is far worse than it actually is
  • Holocene (4): relating to or denoting the present epoch, which is the second epoch in the Quaternary period and followed the Pleistocene
  • Phantasmagorical (4): having a fantastic or deceptive appearance, as something in a dream or created by the imagination. having the appearance of an optical illusion, especially one produced by a magic lantern. changing or shifting, as a scene made up of many elements.
  • Hueco (5): depending on where the word is used-as in which country, it can mean: hollow, gay, or clueless
Book References:

Good Quotes:
    • First Line: After illness and divorce did a number on my body and soul, after wildfires burned the mountains and an airplane fell from the sky, after a horse collapsed on my friend and two hip surgeries laid me up for the better part of a year--loss piled on loss, pain layered over pain--I found I wanted nothing so much as to be near moving water.
    • Last Line: Silent, unopposed, brooding, forever.
    • I have found it useful, for the sake of one’s private morale, to have at least one friend who is not a better human than you are. Chp 1-A Prayer to the Raven
    • Unconditional love: grace in the face of the unbearable. Chp 2-A Hummingbird’s Kiss
    • One of the penalties of an ecological education is to live alone in a world of wounds. Aldo Leopold, Round River, pg 165
    • How’s your soul? Chp 2-A Hummingbird’s Kiss
    • Do not believe that he who seeks to comfort you lives untroubled amid the simple and quiet words that sometimes do you good. His life has much difficulty and sadness and remains far behind yours. Were it otherwise, he never would have been able to find those words. Letters to a Young Poet by Rainer Maria Rilke
    • Attention is the beginning of devotion. Mary Oliver, Upstream
    • For some forms of life, …., wildfire signaled the end of the dance. For others it represented the first notes of a new song. Chp 3-Birthday for the Next Forest
    • A big fire is just the birthday for the next forest. It will be green again before long. Dennis, Phillip Connors supervisor, Chp 3-Birthday for the Next Forest
    • Most experiences worth having risk something… Chp 4-The Navel of the World
    • To farm well requires an elaborate courtesy toward all creatures, animate and inanimate. It is sympathy that most appropriately enlarges the context of human work. Wendell Berry in Bringing it to the Table: On Farming and Food
    • ...in our restless human quest to make meaning, sometimes all we have to do is pay attention. Meaning will be made for us. Chp 5 - A Song for the River
    • It doesn’t take much in the way of body and mind to be a lookout. It’s mostly soul. Norman Maclean, USFS 1919: The Ranger, the Cook, and a Hole in the Sky
    • I am glad I shall never be young without wild country to be young in. Of what avail are forty freedoms without a blank spot on the map? Aldo Leopold, Chihuahua and Sonora: The Green Lagoons, pg 157-158
    • Often the mountain gives itself most completely when I have nodestination, when I reach nowhere in particular, but have gone out merely to be with the mountain as one visits a fried. Nan Shepherd. The Living Mountain: A Celebration of the Cairngorm Mountains of Scotland
    • Thank God, they cannot cut down the clouds. Henry David Thoreau. The Journal: 1837-1861, pg 106
    • In order to understand the world, one has to turn away from it on occasion. Albert Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus and Other Essays, The Minotaur
    • I wonder why it was the places are so much lovelier when one is alone. Daphne du Maurier, Rebecca
    • To have passed through life and never experienced solitude is to have never known oneself. To have never known oneself is to have never known anyone. Joseph Wood Krutch, The Desert Year
    • To be left alone is the most precious thing one can ask of the modern world. Anthony Burgess, A Clockwork Orange
    • There is greater comfort in the substance of silence than in the answer to a question. Thomas Merton, Entering the Silence
    • It takes a lot of time to be a genius, you have to sit around so much doing nothing, really doing nothing. Gertrude Stein, Everybody's Autobiography
    • Some people see scars, and it is wounding they remember. To me, they are proof of the fact that there is healing. Linda Hogan, Solar Storms
      Table of Contents:
      • A Prayer to the Raven
      • A Hummingbird’s Kiss
      • Birthday for the Next Forest
      • The Navel of the World
      • A Song for the River
      • Catechism for a Fire Lookout

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