Thursday, 14 December 2017

 

 "The Road Back to Hell"

A Memoir

Life can change in an instant, and no one understands this better than Diana Lynn. Lynn recalls a blissfully happy childhood with her mother and adopted father. She felt safe, supported, and loved. Then, after her sister was born, her parents’ marriage broke down, and there was no one left but Lynn to pick up the pieces. As their family grew bigger, it became increasingly dysfunctional. Lynn was forced to grow up quickly.

The brightest points of her new life were always her four younger sisters: Judy, Kim, Linda, and Lisa. Together, the five weathered the traumas of alcoholism, instability, violence, molestation, and attempted suicide. In her new memoir, The Road Back to Hell, Lynn honors these incredible women while also revealing the tragic consequences her parents’ violent and erratic behavior had on the lives of their children.

Lynn’s work celebrates the powerful bond of sisterhood and shows that there is hope in even the darkest and most difficult times. Lynn reminds readers that no one is beyond help—taking that first step away from a terrible situation can be the beginning of a rewarding walk toward peace and closure.

 

 

 

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5 Stars  'Can't put it down!'
By Kindle Customer on March 16, 2017

This is a riveting and very personal memoir of a life well lived considering all the obstacles that were thrown her way. Many of us grow up in June Cleaver type homes. I for one , did. But, others do not have that good fortune and Diana is one of them. She shares her personal struggles and loss with her audience in such a candid way that the reader cannot put it down. This book would especially be helpful to those who have come from dysfunction in their families or who are struggling at present. I highly recommend this read for anyone. Emotions are raw and I commend the author for her courage and literary talent . You will love this book...


5 Stars  'The book is great and definitely a page turner!'
By Kathleen Crooks on February 12, 2017

This book is a very compelling moving memoir. Diana presented her life in such a way that made me not want to lay the book down until the end. I have read the book twice now, and each time can sense the inner strength of the author. The book is a great read and definitely a page turner.

5 Stars  'Didn't want to put this book down!'
By B. T. Painter on September 5, 2017

Diana Lynn does a fabulous job of making you feel as though you are right there in the scene so that you feel like you are experiencing everything that happens. It was very difficult to put the book down. Diana shows that one can rise above the fray and make a good life for them self.

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Thursday, 03 August 2017 18:16

What a Fabulous Week it Was!

As I mentioned last week in my blog, a group of my West Side Friends joined me at my lake house rental for an evening of laughter, love and reminiscing! We get together every year when I am in Fluvanna, but this year we had two more friends join us―Mary from Florida and Cherrie from Georgia. They each made the night even more enjoyable. We sat on the porch overlooking the lake, eating, drinking and talking until the sun went down. At that point, we went into the living room where our jovial stories continued.

When we realized we were getting low on wine, JoAnne called her husband, John and asked him to please bring more. He did. In fact, he joined the party and took photos of all of us. Not long after he arrived, there was a knock on my door. When I opened it, there stood a local police officer brandishing a long, black flashlight. He explained he was looking for some young adults who were reportedly running through the neighborhood making noise and asked if I had seen them.

 I laughed and said, "There's a group of loud, 'old' teenagers sitting in my living room celebrating our upcoming 50th Class Reunion but none of us has the ambition to run through the yards. I hope we're not disturbing anyone." He smiled and assured me the complaint was not about us, it was in reference to young kids running through some private properties. He instructed me to call him if I spotted any of them.  After my friends departed about 1:00 am (extremely late for us), I heard some music and loud laughter coming from the house next store. I sighed with relief when I realized they were the culprits of all of the noise.

One of my closest friends, Leslie Hauck Palmer and her daughter, Lindsay arrived at my place on Friday afternoon.  I had not seen Leslie since our 20th Class Reunion in 1987 and I was overcome with emotion when she pulled into my driveway. After a long embrace and many tears, we all went into the house where we spent the rest of the afternoon 'catching up'. At one point her daughter Lindsay said, "You two amaze me. You picked up your conversation as if you had just seen each other yesterday."  I guess this is what it means to be 'Best Friends Forever'. 

In 1965, when I agreed to return to my home in Jamestown rather than stay at the home for unwed mothers in Buffalo, I made my mother promise she would not tell want anyone I was back in town.  Imagine my surprise when one day, Leslie showed up at my door! To this day, I do not know how she found out I was home, but I am eternally grateful she did. She proved to be a very loyal friend who stood by me through thick and through thin. During her recent visit, we laughed about the times I would hide in the back seat of my grandfathers' car when he drove me to her house for a visit. On one occasion, I disguised myself by dressing in her Dad's oversized clothes, in order to be 'incognito' when we walked to a small convenience store to buy some snacks.

Leslie's parents supported me from the moment they learned I was pregnant. I was truly blessed to have these two people behind me. While we were discussing those days from our past, I asked Leslie how her parents had allowed her to spend the night with me when they knew we were often at my house 'unsupervised'.  She chuckled and said, "They trusted my judgment and understood that it didn't matter if your Mom was home or not, because you were the mother."

On Saturday, I drove Leslie and Lindsay through Jamestown while we reminisced about the past. Leslie enjoyed showing her daughter where she had lived in her teens. We drove past the high school, past the former Crescent Tool building where her father was vice-president, past Lincoln Junior High and up and down the streets on the west side of town viewing the homes where many of our friends had lived. We ended our tour in Lakewood where we stood looking at the beach and remembering the many hours we had spend there during the summers. The beach was closed that day due to an algae problem that has consumed so much of Chautauqua Lake. The years have definitely taken their toll on much of our hometown.

Then we returned to the lake house to get ready for our 50th Class Reunion. Since I have absolutely no knack when it comes to fixing my hair, Leslie offered to do it.  It seemed as if we were preparing for the prom as she carefully applied the curling iron to my tresses, turning my hair into a masterpiece. When we were both dressed, Lindsay took our photo. I love this picture because it reminds me of the many great times we have shared in the past, while offering a positive picture of our renewed friendship as we head into the future.

With over 250 people attending our reunion, we were able to connect with many great friends from our youth. Under the direction of my friend, Lorrie Bush, the event was fabulous! I enjoyed every minute of it and I am looking forward to my stay at the lake next year, when I hope to entertain my high-school friends once again.

Because I am truly blessed to have so many true friends in my life, I'm closing with this quote, which best expresses my feelings about each of them―

"A true friend is not measured by how often you see them, but how much they see who you really are; someone who is willing to stand up for you when life tries to pull you down and who loves you without questions."    Anna Taylor

1 comment

  • Comment Link Kay Drscup Thursday, 03 August 2017 19:55 posted by Kay Drscup

    Diana, I absolutely love this!! Glad we got to talk for the few minutes we did!! Keep up the good work!!! Hugs & kisses!!?

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