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One of the most interesting aspects of the novel was that of the relationship between Stevens and his father. Not only are their stories strikingly similar, but so are their personalities and the revelations that they have later on in life. Stevens is unwilling to admit his own faults, but maybe “faults” is too tough of a word; rather, he is extremely stubborn whenever it comes to admitting that he has areas that he is weaker in like his humor. More unconsciously, he doesn’t seem to understand that emotions don’t make much sense to him, nor does understanding other people’s emotions come easily to him either. He’s quick to write off deeper desires multiple times in the novel, like whenever Miss Kenton adamantly tries to see the book that he was reading for fun, and the irony of that is that Stevens doesn’t even seem to realize that he’s letting his own love story (that sounded less sappy in my head) slip away from him.

 

So, going back to his father, he takes a lot of pride in how his father has always carried himself; his father’s reputation, even him just getting older, he seems to have this stiffness about. He understands that his father isn’t as young as he used to be, but he takes it as almost a personal affront whenever people start suggesting that he shouldn’t do all of the jobs that he previously did. His father is nearly this extension of himself and how Stevens carries himself: professionally, respectfully, and responsibly. Yet, his father’s last words to his son are: “I hope I’ve been a good father to you.” and “I’m proud of you. A good son. I hope I’ve been a good father to you. I suppose I haven’t.” As far as I can recall, that’s the most emotionally vulnerable his father’s ever been with him. I just find it ironic how the last scene in the book, now that Stevens is older (maybe not too far removed from how old his own father was whenever he passed away), is of him sitting on the pier after realizing that maybe he actually did want to have a life with Miss Kenton. Maybe he wished he had have been the one to marry her. Maybe he could have something else in his life besides being a butler. (We as the readers know that he does think that way, but he only then was introspective and honest enough with himself to think about those possibilities.) It’s just interesting seeing how the two of them have so many parallels and similarities.

Remains of the Day

After being assured that Stevens, the narrator, was in fact in love with Miss Kenton, I now understand the book a little better. As I stated in my other post regarding the novel, I had thought he loved Miss Kenton, which would explain his obsession over her and why the memories he spoke about usually had her in them. Throughout the book, there are many moments between the two that appear to move along smoothly, but at some point there is a painful rupture between them — for example, when they were told to fire the two Jewish maids. Yet during these times — more or less the times they are not at odds with one another — there is a sense of playful, harmless teasing that mimics the behavior of two lovers. One example is the way he teases her over her threat of leaving; you wouldn’t expect him to do such a thing, and yet he keeps it up for so long. They even have select times to meet and wrap up the day, which, in a way, sounds like a date–cocoa and chats. In the end, I am starting to think that maybe his little breakdown at the end of the novel is about Miss Kenton’s decision to not return to Darlington but to stay with her husband.

The Remains of the Day by Kazuo Ishiguro is about a butler named Mr. Stevens who is taking a holiday from his place of residence/work known as Darlington Hall. During his journey, he has the intention of meeting up with a former housekeeper named Miss Kenton who left in 1936 though they still kept in contact through letters. With his knowledge of an atlas and books he read about the British Isles written by an author named Mrs. Symons, he sets off in his employer’s Ford across the English countryside. During his journey, he reflects back on the time he served Lord Darlington, his former employer who had died three years before the story takes place.

Throughout the book, Mr. Stevens portrays himself as a rather emotionless character in his memories. He sees himself as a butler that is tasked with performing the duties of a butler such as serving refreshments and organizing the other household staff. His work is professional and his emotions should stay out of his work. However, this does not come without conflict. For example, when Mr. Stevens says that he is glad she had a pleasant evening meeting up with an acquaintance, she responds with, “Are you not in the least interested in what took place between my acquaintance and I,  Mr. Stevens (Ishiguro 218)?”He brushes it off telling her that he is quite busy at the moment serving guests that Lord Darlington has invited over and that it would be rude for him to inquire about what Miss Kenton and her acquaintance had talked about. He congratulates her when she states that she accepted the acquaintance’s proposal for marriage before leaving for his post.

However, we learn that he is a man of many emotions, even during his time of employment under Lord Darlington. At the beginning and the end of the book, he mentions these trivial “errors” that have been happening ever since Lord Darlington died and came under the employment of Mr. Farraday. As he is sitting at a pier at the end of the book, he begins to talk to an older gentleman sitting on the bench with him. The two of them exchange what their lives were like as we come to find out the other gentleman was a footman once. Mr. Stevens tells him that he is worried over these small errors that he has been making over the last few years. To which, the older gentleman says, “Don’t keep looking back all the time, you’re bound to get depressed. And all right, you can’t do your job as well as you used to. But it’s the same for all of us, see (Ishiguro 243)?” He then also mentions that the evening is the best time of the day because it is the time you can relax knowing you did your job and to enjoy yourself. Mr. Stevens thinks back on the words of the older gentleman, even after he had left, and comes to the realization that he has to keep moving forward, to live out the remains of the day.

The narrator of this story is in his 40’s looking back at his teenage years. I think he wrote this story because of his mother. At the end of the story, he says, “And how old was I then? Sixteen. Sixteen is young, but it can also be a grown man. I am forty-one years old now, and I think about that time without regret, though my mother and I never talked in that way again, and I have not heard her voice now in a long, long time.” (page 235) He mentioned somewhere in the story that he seemed to not know his mother all that well. However, I think he still loved her very much because he constantly looked back at the car when he and Glen went hunting.

The narrator speaks throughout the story, however, he is thinking about the past. He is writing in a different time of his life, so I’m not sure if this would be considered speaking or thinking. I also think that this story was a reflection. The narrator seemed to be reflecting on all of his relationships (with his mother, with Glen, with his father). However, I think the most important person in his life was his mother. The tone set by the narrator was a mix of inquisitiveness, tenderness, and possibly anger. In this story, I saw themes of loneliness, fear, love, and a sense of closure at the end.

The Remains of the Day

Stevens begins his story by describing a letter he received from Miss Kenton. From this letter, he makes an assumption that her marriage is failing or is at least not very good. However, I am not sure that this is what made Stevens write his story. I think his feelings for Mrs. Kenton and his feelings of lost opportunity were what made him write the story. I think that Stevens was lonely and that writing this story helped him cope with that. I would describe the Steven’s narrative presentation as a reflection or perhaps even a revelation. He came to realize that all the work he had done for Lord Darlington was not as special to him as he thought it was. The character was speaking in first-person and describing the past. I feel as if Stevens was thinking a lot throughout the story as opposed to speaking because he seemed reserved.
In this story, I saw themes of loyalty and love. I also saw evidence of Stevens questioning his own motives and purpose. The narrator begins as a loyal butler, but as time progresses, he begins to focus more on love than on loyalty.

The Remains of the Day

On the very first page of the novel, we learn that the butler, Stevens, was taking a journey of some kind; implicitly that leads the readers to thinking that this story will either be about the trip itself or that it may be some kind of reflection that long trips alone bring about. (It’s both.)

The narrator’s perspective is one that is extremely clouded, biased, and most of the previous events took place years prior. Stevens recalled numerous events, such as the night his father passed away, and while it appeared like he was holding himself together multiple people on p. 105 pointed out the contrary.  Mr. Cardinal was chatting absentmindedly whenever he noticed something was different, “Quite a little aquarium it was. I say, Stevens, are you alright?'” and Lord Darlington even blatantly said: “‘You look as though you’re crying.'” The point of all of that was to say that Stevens at the “present” time in the novel didn’t seem to think that his perspective was clouded at all, that things were the way that they were, and that he always kept his cool demeanor. That wasn’t always the case, and another instance of this unawareness happened whenever Ms. Kenton explained to Stevens that her “acquaintance” was going to propose to her. Stevens noted how he was simply preparing dinner, but whenever he ran into Ms. Kenton only around twenty minutes afterwards, she said, “‘Do you imagine that by creating so much commotion in the kitchen and by stamping back and forth like this outside my parlour you will get me to change my mind?'” (Ishiguro 216) I know that we discussed in class how every first-person narrator is unreliable, but Stevens’s unreliability is an integral part of his character. How he viewed himself (through a composed and professional lens) is extremely different than how he carried himself during those important moments that he didn’t want to fully acknowledge. It seemed to me while reading that Stevens didn’t want to think of himself as being as complex as he was because it would interfere with his duties as a classy butler.

Where does one draw the line with professionalism? The Remains of the Day roused this question quite pointedly, presenting it as a consistent theme throughout the novel. The narrator and protagonist, Stevens, initially appears to maintain an emotional distance from everyone and everything except his work. So much so that it’s rather baffling to witness just how conditioned he is to being subservient. At events that would present incredible emotional turmoil, like his father’s death or the firing of the two maids for the reason of being Jewish, he holds them at arm’s length and continues on with his duties. 

This is not to say he is entirely void of emotion. There are several instances where Stevens seemed to be unconsciously experiencing emotions of his own creation. When Miss Kenton points out that his father has been declining in his duties as an under-butler, Stevens elects to disregard this and continues to view his father as a savvy and highly capable servant, despite Miss Kenton laying out the facts and examples quite plainly for Stevens to see. When his father was dying in the middle of Lord Darlington’s party, Stevens continued on with serving the guests, though young Reginald Cardinal pointed out to Stevens that he appeared to have been crying without his own knowledge. In the present day, when Stevens is recounting his stories during his motoring trip, he encounters people from whom he chooses to hide the fact that he served Lord Darlington. Though he vehemently denies any sense of shame that compelled him to do so, it becomes increasingly clear as his recounting of his employer continues that the truth may be the exact opposite of what he claims.

Throughout the story, Stevens appears to have trouble connecting with other people except in a purely professional sense. It is a reflex of his to address people as sir or madam, and he addresses those he is close with by their last names (for example, when talking with his father, he phrases questions as ‘Is Father feeling alright?’ as though his father were another person entirely rather than the person he’s speaking to). Additionally, Stevens is perplexed by the concept of banter. It appears to be a running gag throughout the book that his ‘witticisms’–as he calls them–fall flat with those he attempts to banter with. Near the end of the story, his continual praise and expressed respect of his former employer seems to grind to a slower pace than the beginning. By the end of his story, Stevens seems to have come to terms with the nature of humans outside of work, as he watches strangers on the pier joke around and treat each other warmly. He also seems to have come to relative terms with the truth underneath the memory of his own life.

The Remains of the Day by Kazuo Ishiguro is based on a butler who is taking a week-long drive around England and his recollections of his life. He goes about the story mostly recalling various events that took place in his life; these memories involved his father, Lord Darlington, Mr. Farraday, Miss Kenton, and various other people. He seems to take the story in parts, meaning certain days hold certain memories he speaks about, even looking back on that day as opposed to the entire book looking back distinctively over the entire trip and memories–which explains why the book is divided in days and areas/ locations from what he talks about. He makes it a point to evaluate himself and regard himself as this brilliant or great butler while also trying to be humble and not say that he is, as he goes about thinking of all the mistakes he’s made or ways he seemed better than others. I think what causes him to tell the story is the unusual change of pace he has–leaving the estate in who knows how long to go on this trip he hadn’t been entirely sure about under the man who now owns the estate (Mr. Farraday). The narrator, I believe, is thinking of the events and memories he relays, but because of his use regarding “you” in some places, as in on page 136 he says, “And then again, you will hear these same persons talking as though Lord Darlington did something unusual in receiving hospitality from the Nazis on the several trips he made to Germany during those years,” makes me think that perhaps he is writing or actually speaking to someone or imagining himself even as his own audience as he thinks about all these events. Depending on some memories, they can be from various time lengths, months or even years past, while in some instances perspective can be as recent as that day–as when he stayed in some places, like during his stay with the Taylor family. I believe, other than his memories, he is looking back at the day he’s experienced daily–while often recalling old memories and events.

The narrator believes the story is about his trip to retrieve Miss Kenton and bring her back to the estate for her to return to her job once more. He is very mistaken–for the longest time I had thought this had been a very key component in the story, Miss Kenton, that is to say I thought he had been in love with her and that is primarily why he was so focused on retrieving her–not that her marriage appeared, to him, to be failing horribly. In the end, we realize that he no longer feels the same as he once had toward the previous house owner, Lord Darlington, and that maybe he had been mislead all along because of his nature–a butler under the man and nothing more, forever seeing to Lord Darlington. Personally, I still feel he has mistaken the relationship he had with Miss Kenton. I think he had been, at least, faintly in love with her–but that may also be from the love triangle stories we read recently for class. He seemed entirely driven to be under or with whoever owns the estate, as with Lord Darlington, and seemed reluctant to regard anything opposing them which leads to misunderstanding others and even himself as we learn in the end.

 

The story begins by telling us about a troubled year when a 16-year-old boy’s life changed forever.His life is depicted as relatively stable. His father worked on for rail line while his mother passed through as a waitress in town. Everything seemed to function as a normalized familiar unit.

The father is characterized as being controlling and fearful of the outside world.From the narrators descriptions we can see that the farther had made the mother stop working due to the town being “on a decline”. Saying it wasn’t “as safe” as it once had been.This is where the isolation of the family by the father must have begun.I believe that the father had always held controlling intent towards his family as he cut the mother off from the outside world and she seemed to only be allowed to have people over while he was away.

The father eventually comes to a sort of “breaking point.” I believe with his slowly slipping grip of control on his life he snapped. The economy is doing poorly, his job is at stake, and money is becoming more and more scarce. I think this is why seeing the homeless man die must have taken such a large toll on his psyche.He was very much so used to being in control. So when he lost that sense of security, weather that be a fear of economic stability, death, or losing his family we don’t know.

Him, already being in a vulnerable and emasculated spot, just couldn’t handle another man criticizing him in front of his family. This encounter broke him and he was lead to relieve the stress he had been holding and reclaim his control over his life in anyway he knew how. This way being to kill Boyde. In response to his own actions, he blames his wife for carrying on a secret affair. Claiming he did it because Boyde loved his wife.

You can see in these actions alone that the father craved control and power over his and his families lives. It seems to have never been a problem since before he was the bread winner and there was very little power struggle in the families dynamic. But you can see through the mothers actions that she doesn’t care much for her husband. She never defends him or speaks up for him, unlike penny. She shows very little concern for his mental state. I believe the mother was only with him for convenience and had convinced herself that she felt love for him.

The mothers reactions in the ending scene can also be interpreted as the mannerism of a person who has existed a narcissistic partnership. You can see that the mother is guilt riddled from the whole experience and is having a difficult time rationalizing the past situation to herself, despite it being multiple years ago.She has seemingly moved on and is with a new man. She then begins to talk about the father. She asks if the son has visited him and says she hasn’t even tried.She mentioned how she and the father were just “not made for each other” and how they “collided” a lot. She then comes back after leaving the shop to ask her son if he knew that she wasn’t in love with Boyde. You can see how much this has worn on her and how the fathers consent insinuation that she was in love with him and how that had inherently forced him into action had eaten away at her over the years. She had been so concerned with this thought she wanted to make sure her son didn’t think that way as well.

In his short story “Communist,” Richard Ford writes about Les, a 16-year-old boy who is hard to pin down as a character. He seems unsure and hesitant, but also doesn’t seem to question anything asked of him. This is intentional, of course, as Ford has written an excellent depiction of any 16-year-old, someone who is not entirely their own person. Les is caught in the middle of opposing forces, often opting to just do as he is told.

Throughout the story, Les is caught in the middle between his mother Aileen and the men she dates (his father and Glen). Although he never willingly enters the conflict, he is witness to all of it, and it affects him. Telling his mother that he wants to go hunting with Glen (Ford  217) wedges him right into the existing battle of power between Glen and Aileen. This is a conflict he never fully understands, but it nonetheless affects his relationship with both his mother and Glen. He feels distant from his mother and, despite seeing her reactions to mistreatment, never quite understands her.

To tell the truth, I didn’t know why she was so mad at him. I would’ve thought she’d be glad to see him. But she suddenly seemed to hate everything about him.

Les never really describes how he’s feeling throughout the short story, usually only what he witnesses. So all the arguments and conflict don’t seem to affect him — until, that is, he blows up at Glen. He says:

Though it is true that I wanted to hit him, hit him as hard in the face as I could, and see him on the ground bleeding and crying and pleading for me to stop.

This outburst comes as such a surprise because of Les’s previous lack of emotion. But this feels very representative of teenagers, especially teenage boys; they bottle up all their emotions and refuse to acknowledge them until they surface as rage or violence.

But what else contributes to this outburst besides being surrounded by conflict? Les is constantly influenced by everyone around him. He doesn’t really seem to get opinions of his own. The authority figures in his life, his mom and Glen, make all the decisions. Aileen tries to keep him from going on the trip altogether and makes him agree to go to college. Glen pretty much ignores him, only asking him one question about himself during their hunting trip, and Glen then makes it all about himself.

In the end, this story is about a quiet boy who is pushed around by Glen and Aileen and who then has a breaking point. But readers also come to understand that although he admittedly doesn’t understand his mother, and has not talked to her in many years, he is fiercely protective of her, almost to the point of violence.

 

“Optimists” follows along behind Frank and his interactions with life after experiencing traumatic events. His father had killed Boyd right in front of him from anger and spite after having watched another man die. It is truly interesting to watch this story unfold because it seems to inhabit the meaning of being an optimist.

Frank continued living on with his life after that night destroyed his family and distanced him from them for 15 years. There was the constant struggle for him on having moved on so quickly that he forgot about the times before his life stopped being normal. Ford was able to create an extremely dynamic character unnamedwho adapted to changes in a very optimistic way, yet Ford also creates in this same character an internal turmoil. It takes Frank years to finally realize how much of a toll that night has taken on him, but when he finally does, it seems to stabilize his life. He is able to open up and take things how they come.

It is impressive to see how Ford unfolds his stories to develop such a diverse character base and storylines. He fills spaces with fitting dialogue and a solid base of information for the reader to picture each scene and character. Within all of Ford’s stories, he never seems to waste his space; even though there are no restraints for his writing, the story always fills the space that it belongs in, and I find that immeasurably impressive.

There were several parallels and similarities between Richard Ford’s two stories “Optimists” and “Communist”, though in varying forms.  One such similarity was the connection between “lost” father figures in each of the narrators’ lives.  In “Optimists”, the narrator loses his father as he goes to prison for killing a man, while in “Communist” the father had already seemingly passed away before Glen Baxter comes into Les (the narrator) and his mother’s lives, filling the shoes of a father figure for Les despite his almost misguided attempts.

In both stories, the narrators were bystanders in illegal events – the murder of Boyd Mitchell in “Optimists” and the poaching of snow geese in “Communist”.  Frank watched in silence as his father recounted what had happened at the rail yard and then what followed with the death of Boyd.  Les, although he did participate in the poach, watched as Glen did the majority of the talking, planning, and shooting of those geese.  There’s also a fair bit of reflecting: Frank reflecting back to the night his father killed a man and then his attempts to pull away from those events after the memories were brought up after seeing his mother for the first time in years, and Les for reflecting on Glen and their “hunting” expedition, as well as reflecting on his mother’s relationship with Glen and how he’s a Communist.  In Les’s case, however, there was the added layer of him almost wanting to prove himself to Glen and his eagerness to grow up and do adult things.

The story “Optimists” is interesting because unlike many of the other narrators in this book, Frank seemed aware of the lasting effect the events of the story had on his life, citing it as “the year, in other words, when my life changed for all of us and forever.” (Ford 171). Frank acknowledges this before the story begins, and the life-altering effects of this are a theme throughout the story.  Frank seems to believe his father killing Boyd was the beginning of the end for his family. This one action ruined Frank’s relationship with his parents as well as driving him to join the military. However, despite Frank acknowledging this, his recollection of the event is tempered with uncertainty regarding the events. We see this when Frank is looking at Boyd. “I think he was dead then,” he says. “I think even Penny Mitchell knew he was dead.” (Frank 180) In this event, we see  uncertainty surrounding the moment of Boyd’s death, adding complication to an already complex situation. By not knowing the exact moment of Boyd’s death, Frank is left with unknown variables surrounding a traumatizing event. These unknown variables make it harder for him to overcome the trauma associated with the event. This trauma could be what caused Frank to leave his life behind, unable to deal with the complications associated with it.

Alongside this we also see Frank struggling with the memory of what life used to be like before his father went to jail. “I now no longer remember the exact year of my father’s birth, or how old he was when I last saw him, or even when the last time took place. When you’re young, these things seem unforgettable and at the heart of everything. But they slide away and are gone when you are not so young.” (Ford 187) This is Frank grappling with the complicated issues regarding his memory. He mourns the lost opportunity of the life he could have had, yet he slowly is losing the ability to recall what it was like. So now he is not only mourning what could have been but the memory of it.

The title of the story “Communist” refers to the boyfriend of the main character’s mother, Glen Baxter. Glen identifies as a Communist and had been to Vietnam. In the story when he and the main character, Les, go hiking to the lake where they are going to hunt geese, he mentions that there are people who want to kill him for being a Communist. “There are people who want to kill me right now,” he says, “and I would kill a man myself if I thought I had to.” (Ford 222) He keeps a pistol on him at all times because he is paranoid that someone is going to try and kill him when he least suspects it. Towards the end of the story, we see some of his fear show through when he gives Les the pistol and says “Don’t you want this? Don’t you want to shoot me? Nobody thinks they’ll die. But I’m ready for it right now.” ( Ford 232) As much as the main character wants to hurt him, he cannot after seeing how scared Glen is.

As for Les, he is a conflicting character. He has lost his dad, and his mom is mostly absent, going out drinking and hanging out with other men. He admits he likes Glen at the beginning of the story, going so far as to say that he wishes Glen was around more often than his mom at nighttime (Ford 217). Even when his mother tells Glenn that Les isn’t interested in going hunting, Les agrees to go. In a way, Les sees Glen as another father figure that he can look up to in his life. However, at the end of the hunt when Glen is afraid of what he has done after shooting the goose in the lake multiple times and refusing to go get it, Les’s perspective changes. We discover towards the end of the story that Les only liked Glen because he was what he wanted, a father figure who was tough and strong like his father once was. This is reaffirmed on pages 234 and 235 when his mother asks if she is still very feminine. Les replies that he thinks she still is. However, he cannot remember what his mom had said because the event happened such a long time ago.

Les wanted to tell this story even though his memories were foggy because it was the time he realized how fragile the world was and how a man like Glen Baxter could easily be broken by the world, internally or externally.

Memory is an intriguing factor in the narration of this story. As we are told this story from first person point of view, we rely on Frank Brinson’s memories to relate to us the truth. And yet, his memories are not as he remembered. If even one memory rings uncertain, it calls into question the validity of the others. Frank can hardly be blamed for this. He is telling us these events fifteen years later and only because he sees his mother for the first time in these years; she brings everything back to the front of his mind. He relates these events, these memories to us because they are now present in his mind; perhaps he also wants to make sense of the events or even that he is uncertain of what truly transpired in 1959.

Richard Ford's "Optimists" in The New Yorker, March 30, 1987

Richard Ford’s “Optimists” in The New Yorker, March 30, 1987

We get the first uncertain memory when Frank narrates the scene between his father and Boyd Mitchell:

“And I realized that Boyd Mitchell was drunk, and it was possible that he did not even know what he was saying, or what had happened, and that words just got loose from him this way, and anybody who knew him knew it. Only my father didn’t. He only knew what had been said…Boyd Mitchell stood up and put his hands in his pockets…He weaved a little. I saw that (178).”

Here Frank says that Boyd’s hands were in his pockets; he also mentions he moves, an action clearly attributed to Boyd’s drunken state. Frank makes sure to tell us: I saw that.

And yet, when Frank is being questioned by the police, he says the following:

“He wanted to know what I had seen, and I told him. I said Boyd Mitchell had cursed at my father for some reason I didn’t know, then had stood up and tried to hit him, and that my father had pushed Boyd, and that was all (181).”

Here we have Frank telling contradictory statements: Boyd cursed, Boyd hit his father, his father reacted in self-defense. And here we doubt Frank’s legitimacy as a reliable narrator. We also question the previous narration of the scene. Which one is true? Did Boyd simply accuse Frank’s father because he was drunk, and Roy retaliated? Or was Boyd not drunk and he did curse and hit Roy? We can’t be certain of either one.

Further along in the story after Roy is released from jail, we are told another uncertain memory:

“And what I did then was stare at the picture on the wall, the picture my father had been staring at, a picture I had seen every day. Probably I had seen it a thousand times. It was two people with a baby on a beach. A man and a woman sitting in the sand with an ocean behind. They were smiling at the camera, wearing bathing suits. In all the times I had seen it I’d thought that it was a picture in which I was the baby, and the two people were my parents. But I realized as I stood there, that it was not me at all; it was my father who was the child in the picture, and the parents were his parents—two people I’d never known, and who were dead—and the picture was so much older than I had thought it was. I wondered why I hadn’t that before, hadn’t understood it for myself, hadn’t always known it (185).”

Frank realizes that his memory is not reliable; a picture he had seen a thousand times was not the picture he had thought it was. And are hesitancy in believing his version of events becomes greater. This is exacerbated by the fact that Frank questions himself throughout the story: why didn’t I see that, why didn’t I know that, etc.

In the end Frank admits his uncertain memories:

“The most important things of your life can change so suddenly, so unrecoverably, that you can forget even the most important of them and their connections, you are so taken up by the chanciness of all that’s happened and by all that could and will happen next. I now no longer remember the exact year of my father’s birth, or how old he was when I last saw him, or even when that last time took place. When you’re young, these things seem unforgettable and at the heart of everything. But they slide away and are gone when you are not so young (187).”

No matter the importance, the magnitude of an event in your life, your memories will fade and rust from the passage of time. Frank hadn’t thought of the events in 1959 for fifteen years until he saw his mother in the grocery store. He’s not certain of what truly transpired during that time, and because he is not, neither are we. All of this begs the question: If our memories aren’t reliable, what do we have left to hold on to?

 

I noticed a great deal of similarities between the last two stories from Richard Ford that we were assigned, “Optimists” and “Communist.” Throughout Richard Ford’s collection of short stories, he writes extensively about the relationships between children and their parents, and explores many different variations of parenthood and childhood in this manner. He especially seems to focus on the division that can occur between families, parents, and children, and the effect this has on all parties involved. In these two stories in particular, the narrator is a young boy who was around fifteen or sixteen years old when these stories took place, and neither of them had a father figure that was very prevalent in their lives. Both narrators are also telling these stories as adults in their 40’s, and both of them also appear to narrate these stories as though they are still the children they once were when these events were happening. Although there is a slight difference in their situation, with Frank having his father present and Les having his moms’ boyfriend instead of his biological father, overall their lives are not too different from each other. Both of these young boys have a very detached relationship with their mothers, which I thought provided an interesting point of discussion. The lack of familial connection due to both of these stories involving a parent that was absent or taken away resulted in a lack of understanding in the narrators, and a general detachment from anyone around them. In “Communist,” Les states, “And though I didn’t know why, it occurred to me that Glen Baxter and I would not be friends when all was said and done, since I didn’t care if he ever married my mother or didn’t” (pg. 236). Both Frank and Leslie talk about how they do not care at all about what happens within their families, and they are also apathetic when dangerous or potentially life-threatening events occur in their lives as well. In “Optimists,” Frank and his mother sit in a room with a dead body for a long amount of time, and even in his narration of these events currently he still portrays the situation in a detached and stoic manner, as though his father killing someone was not actually important or relevant to his life at all.

It is very anticlimactic in contrast to how Frank begins the story by saying that “The year, in other words, when life changed for all of us and forever- ended, really, in a way none of us could ever have imagined in our most brilliant dreams of life” (pg. 181). I believe that there is a theme of immaturity in Richard Fords’ writings and how his characters view the world and themselves. The lack of empathy for their families, the contentment with not understanding what was going on in their lives and the unwillingness to recognize the harm that such events brought onto them as young children demonstrates that these narrators have not changed despite how many years have passed since these occurrences. Overall, these two pieces may have different characters and storylines, but in actuality they are more alike than they are different.

In this story, what stands out the most to me is the lingering undertone of regret. The irony of the title being “Optimists” and yet that being one of the biggest themes in the story wasn’t lost on me, but it came up time and time again. It’s insinuated that the narrator’s (Frank’s) mother, Dorothy, regretted her quiet life based on how she interacted with Boyd and Penny. The mention about how she would only usually play her game with them specifically on nights when her husband, Roy, was away I thought seemed like a pretty decent hint at that. There was also the mention that Roy hadn’t been on the job long enough to gain seniority and security in his job, which he undoubtedly regretted seeing as though he was the breadwinner of the family.

The titular night where not only one man, but two, were killed brought more irony to the title. On p. 173, Frank said: “He was an optimist. Both of them were optimists, I think.” Knowing how both of them acted, I think that it was less that they were optimistic but rather that they never allowed themselves to think that the worst could happen. So, whenever the November night happened, and the worst possible case scenario really did happen Frank saw the amount of bitterness and regret that both of his parents really had. His father obviously regretted not being able to save his coworker, but he also regretted losing his temper and accidently murdering Boyd. Roy threw out the idea that Dorothy was possibly having an affair, which given Boyd’s reaction to the whole situation, how he purposefully seemed to be trying to set him off, and the whole fishiness of the situation I do think that’s a plausible theory; if it was true then Dorothy would certainly have remorse for her part to play in the matter as well.

Then, there’s Frank, and though he was a bystander to the whole fiasco, I think that was the point of it. He was a teenager, not equipped to handle seeing so many awful things in such a short time, and he ran from it. He said on the first page of the story (171) that “I left home and school, told a lie about my age to fool the Army, and then did not come back.” That didn’t sound like someone who was proud of his actions, and while they’re completely understandable it came off to me like he wished that he could have done something more. Much like how resigned his parents were that night, whenever he later ran into his mother at the grocery store he came off as apathetic to the meeting. Like this was simply how the deck played out, and while he wasn’t happy with it there wasn’t much of a way to change it. If his parents qualified as this warped definition of “optimistic,” then Frank would certainly fall under that camp as well.

In Richard Ford’s “Optimists” the narrator decided, after seeing and speaking to his mother for the first time in years, to tell the story of how life changed suddenly for him. The narrator, Frank, told his story when he was 43 years old, looking back to when he had been sixteen. I believe Frank told this story by means of speaking or writing with some form of an audience; he uses “you,” which led me to believe there is an audience, as in on page 188 where he says, “And when you are the age I was then…”

The narrator was looking back on the events that happened with more realizations than what he would have had at the time. He looked back and realized things about the situation and the people, like when he thought his dad had been a bit of gambler despite stating, “though I did not even know what it meant to be a gambler then.” (Ford 183) This, I find, really defines how much this man has learned over the years after the event. There was a strong sense of maturity and a desire to understand despite he knew it may not be the best to know. The ending was where we learned where he stood at this point in time — 43 years old — though the beginning clearly states that this is a story that happened a long time ago. I want to say that the narrator thinks this is a story about his family being torn apart, but I feel like he realizes it’s about him and the toll it took on him. Even though he’d been young and understood then that the family fell apart, he was looking back on it as if he’s realized something greater. I gather that the narrator, while still learning things at this point in his life, is very close to realizing that he learned to fear his father. A man, he saw, “made mistakes,” and who, “could hurt people,” and he dived deeper into it as he noticed that his father ruined his life, his son’s life, his wife’s life, and there is no turning back.

At a point, I think he realized he didn’t understand his father and what could make him snap so easily, but it’s also likely he understood as a child that his father hadn’t been doing well in the first place–his father had seen a man die earlier that day anyway. At the time he felt really lost, confused, and alone, and he could only guess what his mother had been feeling. I think this story was a bit of a reflection; as he thought back to the events that took place, he was looking at it with a new perspective. He’s been a husband, a son, and a soldier, and I think he  learned that it’s easy to break when times get hard — but he can’t, for some reason, forgive his father, who had completely vanished. His tone, to me, sounded soft, reflective, and maybe even inquisitive. He was soft about his family, thinking about them still in good light — as good as possible — and reflective as he thought about how things could have gone differently; then there was his curiosity about why it all happened the way it had. I don’t think the narrator changed as he told the story, but he certainly changed in the story from a clueless child to a man who had a little more knowledge and reflection about things that could and can happen. I think the narrator found telling the story meaningful as if to give himself a breath of relief — reminding him it’s over — or that it is a call to his family; he missed them but understands why these things happened.

Questions for February 4

What information is presented in the story’s opening paragraphs?

What is the perspective of the narrator?

What relationships are at the heart of the story?

What passages seem particularly interesting or meaningful?

How does the story end? How does that ending reverberate?

How does the story’s title relate to the action in the story?

“Winterkill” is an interesting story that follows two friends, Les and Troy, and a woman named Nola. Ford was able to create a diverse setting within the twenty-two pages that create the story. Once again the reader finds themselves somewhere within Montana with the reference to Deer Lodge, where the state prison is located. It is interesting to see how Ford is able to connect the stories within this book in such a way that it feels as if every character knows one another in some way. Within “Winterkill” there is a brotherly bond between Les and Troy that seems to exist because the two of them do not really have anyone else. Nola is a character that gives them both a temporary purpose. Les passes time with her and Troy looks for happiness with her. Ford does a decent job at developing the characters and creating emotions, descriptions, and thoughts that the reader can pick up on.

 

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