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Dust to Dust: A Memoir

by Benjamin Busch (Goodreads Author)

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Tim O’Brien meets Annie Dillard in this remarkable memoir by debut author Benjamin Busch. Much more than a war memoir, Dust to Dust brilliantly explores the passage through a lifetime—a moving meditation on life and death, the adventures of childhood and revelations of adulthood. Seemingly ordinary things take on a breathtaking radiance when examined by this decorated Mari...more

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Published March 20th 2012 by Ecco (first published February 21st 2012)

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Mar 22, 2013 John T. Hickey rated it 4 of 5 stars

This is a unique, carefully restrained yet eloquent coming-of age memoir of a would-be artist, actor, and eventually, somewhat inevitably, soldier. Busch structures his experience in terms of the elemental elements and experiences of his life which, so far, includes working artist/engineer of forts and dams; graduation from Vassar, service as a Marine officer (the first grad of Vassar to serve in the Marines) in Iraq and several other countries (where I didn't know we had serving Marines!), a re...more

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Feb 27, 2013 Katey Schultz rated it 5 of 5 stars

Shelves: books-read-in-2012

I spent the better part of 3 years reading nonfiction books about the wars in Iraq and Afghanistan in order to research for my own book (which is fictional) about war. But I also teach and love memoir, so I make a point to keep up with highly praised work by new American authors. Benjamin Busch's memoir Dust to Dust was one of the best reads for me last year, on so many levels. As a war writer, it opened up the quieter aspects of war that I had not yet pondered. As memoir instructor, it helped m...more

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Jul 21, 2012 Carol rated it 3 of 5 stars

A skillfully-written memoir by a Marine combat veteran who describes himself as a "solitary being." The author has organized his memoirs around themes reflecting substances in the natural environment such as soil, stone, arms, blood, and ash. An underlying theme of this book, in accordance with its Biblical title, is that men and all the objects they create eventually age, die, scatter, turn to fragments, and are forgotten. This underlying theme recurs in sharp contract to the author's ostensibl...more A skillfully-written memoir by a Marine combat veteran who describes himself as a "solitary being." The author has organized his memoirs around themes reflecting substances in the natural environment such as soil, stone, arms, blood, and ash. An underlying theme of this book, in accordance with its Biblical title, is that men and all the objects they create eventually age, die, scatter, turn to fragments, and are forgotten. This underlying theme recurs in sharp contract to the author's ostensible purpose as a memoir, and in contrast to the author's father, a novelist, who sometimes wrote fictionalized versions of his son's activities in his novels and who wished to be remembered after his death. Mr. Busch's parents forbade him to have a gun, but Mr. Busch was repeatedly drawn to guns, warfare, and death; while a college student he volunteered for the Marine Corps and served three tours of duty as an office in Iraq, a choice that greatly distressed his parents.
The fragmented and transitory nature of memory is reflected in his memories of events in his life such as moving, building, collecting, travel, and warfare. This memoir is curiously detached -- objects in the natural environment rather than people take center stage, and the only people who figure very prominently are his parents. Objects and features in the natural environment, such as trees and great rivers, are described memorably. The author has a brother, wife, children, and friends, but they seem almost peripheral to his narrative.
The detached manner of the narrator made the book drag somewhat for me, although it may not bother other readers. This is the reason I gave it three stars; although it is artfully written, it seemed gloomy and disturbing. Although his premise is correct, one perhaps need not dwell constantly upon death,war, and cemeteries during the few brief years one is granted to live on earth.
The one image in the book that stood out was the accidental death of a duck that he unwisely captured from the wild for his daughter as a pet.(less)

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May 20, 2012 Grady rated it 5 of 5 stars

'Attrition is the mission.'

There are memoirs and there a Memoirs - usually those relating life experiences come toward the end of life, providing a sage exploration of what has made existence of the reporter on the planet unique, just before finally closing the eyes in a terminal sleep. Some are written as confessions or as leaving clues for the obituary writer whose concern it is to sum up a life soon completely spent.

Benjamin Busch in DUST TO DUST writes more about life as it is currently mold...more 'Attrition is the mission.'

There are memoirs and there a Memoirs - usually those relating life experiences come toward the end of life, providing a sage exploration of what has made existence of the reporter on the planet unique, just before finally closing the eyes in a terminal sleep. Some are written as confessions or as leaving clues for the obituary writer whose concern it is to sum up a life soon completely spent.

Benjamin Busch in DUST TO DUST writes more about life as it is currently molding his psyche, admixing moments of childhood memories with adult confrontations with such ominous beasts as wars and the threat of annihilation, yet in the end his book settles into the rank of great literature - a book so thoughtfully unique, so eloquently written, that instead of a Memoir (and one deserving the capital M) Benjamin Busch has written an extended poem that embraces all the interstices of life as it is being remembered and experienced in as completely involved a fashion as a learned sage of much older years.

One of the many facets of this book is Busch's decision to divide his book into chapters that are based on the themes of elements - Arms, Water, Metal, Soil, Bone, Wood, Stones, Blood, Ash - a wise technique of traveling from childhood to adulthood in each chapter, ingeniously focusing each level of memory regression based on an aspect of his young years that became part of his direction toward revealing reality as it feels at the present. Childhood preoccupation with fighting and creating battleships and airplanes and the other accoutrements of a young (very bright) boy's mind slowly emerge toward his life as a soldier. But just as toy airplanes made of alley trash and foil never get off the ground despite the longing for consummation of adventurous dreams, so does the commitment to become a Marine Corps officer fail to rise to expectations of glorious battle and instead results in delays and aborted odd missions until the action in Iraq et al when primed conceit is rotted with shrapnel wounds and observation of loss of life - all in meaningless exercises in loss and disillusion.

Another surprise that accompanies the reader on every page of this book is the manner in which Benjamin Busch has so quickly become a painter - representational and expressionist and impressionist and photographic and collage - with his recreating his childhood and the subsequent move toward adulthood. His depictions of long ago created forts, of his interaction with the vagaries of nature's water bodies and other remembered childhood interactions with the elements are as pulsatile and poetic as are his depictions of Okinawa, Iraq, boot camp, and the response to the death of his parents. And Busch uses this gift of pictorial creation to define a life that is molded by a significant past and constantly altered by the coincidences of the present. Yes there are portions about the author's response to war as he lives it: `I walked though the battlefield as if I were a tourist. I looked at Iran in the near distance. It had battled Iraq with artillery shells that we had sent them in the support of the shah, and Iraq had fired back with shells that we had later given in support of Saddam. We were now hunting that same man, Rumsfeld's old ally, who was, at the moment, hiding in a hole in the dirt, writing orders to his lieutenants requiring their resistance to terrorists we blamed him for befriending, He was hiding in a hole in the yard of a house that had no cellar.' Ludicrous reality reported by a wise Marine who was there. This blend of irony and humor pervades the book, allowing breezes of fresh air to the author's analysis of the passage of time as he has lived in it. `I found it odd that celebration and mourning were coupled in so many single, detached acts. All bullets landed somewhere.'

In Benjamin Busch's Epilogue he reflects, `I have seen cities destroyed in my life, people buried, graves dug up. I have lived outside in the elements. I know that everything is recomposed from preexisting matter, that we are all fragments from earth and life blown apart and gathered up. Pieces of us are form stars and meteors, the ocean, dirt, and the dead. We will not be able to keep these pieces wither, our bodies doomed to be given back to the ground.' Writing of this quality comes only from great minds - perhaps part of the gift is genetically passed from Busch's father, writer Frederick Busch whose precise, poetic novels and stories delved into the seemingly unspectacular but ultimately profound experiences of people and families grappling with existential crises. What every the ingredients that comprise Busch's gift he is surely one of the more important writers to emerge in a long time: he will not fall into the military phrase that titles this review. He must be read to experience and appreciate his worth.

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Apr 07, 2012 Adrienne Rush rated it 5 of 5 stars

I found this book to be profoundly moving and a remarkably unique memoir, quite different from anything else in the genre I’ve read before. It is not one chronological or linear narrative, spanning Busch’s life thus far in a straightforward arc. Instead, being the “elemental” person that he introduces himself as in the prologue, Busch fashions each chapter around a different element: wood, bone, stone, blood, metal, water, dust, and more. Each chapter then takes the shape of an ellipse of sorts—...more

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Mar 17, 2012 Jackie rated it 5 of 5 stars

Shelves: 5-star, nonfiction, pleasure-reading, work-review-related-reading

"I knew very early that I was a solitary being. I longed for the elemental". That is how the prologue to this book begins. Two pages into this memoir, I was entranced. Busch has a style of writing that thrills me in a way that I cannot explain--baldly honest, clear eyed and bursting with the visual and tactile as well as profound emotion with a deep seated philosophy a constant undercurrent to the prose. He tells his story through the elements that have made the most impressions on him throughou...more

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David Eberhardt Having listened to an interview with author of Dust to Dust, Benjamin Busch by Tom Hall of Baltimore's WYPR on 4/13 and read an interview in the Balti...more
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Feb 26, 2012 Timothy Bazzett rated it 5 of 5 stars

Benjamin Busch's memoir, DUST TO DUST, is a piece of work that is at once puzzling and moving. Puzzling because I wondered how a Vassar graduate who had majored in studio art could seem so easily conversant about things like soil and stone, metal and water, ash and bone - things one would normally associate with earth sciences, geology or archaeology. And moving because, by using these elements as primary symbols and vehicles for telling his life story, he touches too on the pain of extended fam...more Benjamin Busch's memoir, DUST TO DUST, is a piece of work that is at once puzzling and moving. Puzzling because I wondered how a Vassar graduate who had majored in studio art could seem so easily conversant about things like soil and stone, metal and water, ash and bone - things one would normally associate with earth sciences, geology or archaeology. And moving because, by using these elements as primary symbols and vehicles for telling his life story, he touches too on the pain of extended family separations, injuries and wounds, loss of comrades-in-arms and loved ones, and the grief and hard-won wisdom that follow.

Some readers may have trouble with the spiraling, circular narrative, which jumps from his solitary childhood enterprises and adventures to his war-time service as a Marine officer in Iraq, then back to that childhood in upstate New York and Maine. He tells too of his college years, interspersed with more tales of his military training in Virginia, North Carolina and California, his deployments to Ukraine and Korea, and trips as a child and young man to England. What emerges is a portrait of a boy and a man with a boundless curiosity about the world he inhabits and how he fits into it. His whole life Busch has struggled against rules and expectations, endlessly experimenting and daring to be different. The son of a novelist (Frederick Busch) father and librarian mother, Busch grew up with a healthy respect for books, but was drawn more to exploring the forests, fields and streams that surrounded their rural home, building walls, forts and bridges in a childhood marked by an extraordinary unstructured freedom foreign to today's children. Busch's description of his childhood explorations and wanderings made me think of Cooper, and the child Ben Busch as a kind of half-size Natty Bumppo -

"The forest spread undisturbed and beyond measure, and I felt like I had found a place before maps. I drew my own map of the forest, without a compass, and gave names to the terrain. It was a kind of storytelling."

Busch continues describing this forest, this "place before maps," until he reaches a point he proclaimed "the center of the forest," and comments, "Reading ROBINSON CRUSOE here would be different from reading it in a room." There, of course, is that inescapable influence of his more cautious, book-ish parents.

Although both of Ben's grandfathers had served in WWII, his parents were shocked when Ben joined the Marines out of Vassar. He was, in fact, the very first Marine officer candidate to come from Vassar, which his boot camp commander called a "girls' school." Busch had the ill-advised temerity to correct the officer, saying, as his many female classmates had taught him, that it was a "women's college, sir." (In fact, Vassar has ben co-educational since 1969.)

There is no hint of braggadocio or macho chest-thumping to be found anywhere in Busch's accounts of his service in Iraq. He tells instead, in tellingly terse terms, of being ambushed, of rushing his wounded men to aid stations, of holding the hand of a too-young man, bleeding out and in shock, asking, "What is happening to me?" Busch doesn't have an answer. He goes outside into the dark and washes the man's blood from his hand. In another incident he tells of how he and a captain friend break the tension of a dangerous patrol by trading remembered absurd dialogue about being "in great peril" from MONTY PYTHON AND THE HOLY GRAIL. Moments later the captain was dead from an IED explosion. Feeling powerless, in a letter home, Busch reviews the Rules of Engagement -

"Positive identification of a threat is required before you can fire. Reasonable certainty ... You are not sure, in the shimmering imagination of night vision equipment, if you see something moving. It can't be positively identified. You are holding your fire. You are holding your position ..."

He reflects on how the "purity of service had been corrupted by the moral ambiguity of political language." Like most servicemen deployed to Iraq, Busch suffered concussions from bomb blasts, a daily hazard a medical surgeon shrugs off as "typical." Besides telling of his own time in Iraq, Bush also touches on the agony of waiting suffered by his parents during his two tours there. His father, in a piece he wrote for HARPER'S, commented on how he and his wife, both in their mid-sixties, ticked off each successive day of his time there, adding, "Perhaps we feel that by slicing another day off our lives, as we wish it away to bring him home, we are spending our lives to buy his."

This is a serious memoir, no mistake. But there is humor here too, as in Busch's description of his first brush with acting at the age of seven, when he dies dramatically by falling noisily backward off a school stage, a feat which caused a collective gasp from cast and audience alike. Years later, out of the Corps, his first two acting jobs are, ironically, as a corpse on a morgue table, and a murder victim lying in a pool of blood on a freezing Baltimore street. His roles have gotten better since then.

As a child growing up in the Catholic Church, I can still remember the priest's words every Ash Wednesday when he smudged the ashes onto my forehead, "Remember, man, that thou art dust, and unto dust thou shalt return." Benjamin Busch, in one of his returns to his childhood endeavors, tells of a stone fort he built as a boy and the pleasure he took in simply sitting inside it, saying he wanted to live in it. But he could "also imagine being buried in it. It was my work, this crypt built of stone, intended for perpetuity like any grave. All anyone would need to do would be to lay me inside and fill it in." These kinds of thoughts may seem foreign and dismal to some, but not Busch, who also says: "There is something to be said about being dust. It is where we're all headed."

DUST TO DUST is a work of art unto itself, a memoir unique, troubling and magical. I will not soon forget it.

- Tim Bazzett, author of the memoir, BOOKLOVER(less)

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Mar 02, 2013 Teresa rated it 5 of 5 stars

Shelves: poetic-books

The Ben Busch described on the Dust-to-Dust book jacket is a Marine who served two combat tours in Iraq. The Ben Busch described in the pages between the covers is a poet.

“The dust and sand moved relentlessly across the desert like a film of rough liquid being dragged by invisible rakes. Pointless and purposeful.”

His poetry is what settles into memory after the fighting stops.

“I was listening to dust. We were waiting to invade a land composed of it. The static coming over the radios sometimes...more

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Jun 29, 2012 John rated it 5 of 5 stars

This is the first memoir I ever read that I could relate to. A "solitary being" drawn to the elemental; what you can touch, feel, manipulate, construct, breath, and battle. Dust. Those looking for a memoir of human interaction and gab, where the physical is some soulless prop, should look elsewhere. This book finds substance in the "elements"; our interaction with them and contemplation of them which can shine a light on life and its impermanance. This will appeal to the engineer, craftsman, geo...more

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Jul 26, 2012 mc rated it 5 of 5 stars · review of another edition

I'm not sure if this is a five-star book, or if I read it at the right moment in my life, but the format, the content and the prose continue to resonate with me.

This memoir is written by a former U.S. Marine Corps officer (who later became an actor, filmmaker and writer) who divides the book into sections such as "Arms," "Wood," "Metal," "Water," and the like, filling the chapters with memories from childhood, from tours of duty, from the current day. There's a bit of a remove: though in many ca...more

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Apr 10, 2012 Jeanne rated it 4 of 5 stars

Shelves: non-fiction

I read this book looking for some over-arching theme. If there is one, I'd have to say it is impermanence.

Busch breaks his memoir down into elements of his childhood and life. The story is presented episodically, moving from boyhood to adulthood within each chapter as an element brings up remembrances, rather than proceeding chronologically. This lends itself to the theme in that nothing stays the same within the chapter. His experiences change things. The very elements shift. The river alters...more

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Feb 27, 2013 Cathryn rated it 4 of 5 stars

After I read the first two lines of "Dust to Dust" I was hooked: 'I was not allowed to have a gun. My parents were fresh from Vietnam War protests, and they had no intention of raising a solider.'

As I am the daughter of a Vietnam War Veteran, and because my parents didn't place such an embargo on me or my brothers I wanted to learn more. Benjamin Busch's memoir is compelling, thoughtful and poignant. It is his story of growing up with the woods of rural New York as his playground and his time s...more

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Apr 05, 2013 Kelly O'toole rated it 5 of 5 stars

Wow. Ben Busch has led an exciting life. He's been a Marine serving in Iraq. He's acted on The Wire. And now he's written a memoir about these experiences that is positively electrifying. He also writes about his boyhood and his parents, weaving the common elements in all of these together in brilliant, compelling language. The book is divided into 9 sections: Arms, Water, Metal, Soil, Bone, Wood, Stone, Blood, Ash. It's not chronological, but thematic, and the common elements of his experiences...more

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Feb 27, 2013 Jeff Larsen rated it 4 of 5 stars

Benjamin Busch's poetic memoir is wonderful. After hearing him read excerpts in Grand Rapids two weeks ago, I bought Dust to Dust and re-discovered my own childhood through Busch's heartfelt description of his youth and the connections to his adult life.

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Jul 15, 2012 Jack Gober rated it 5 of 5 stars

Best book of 2012 (at least so far). Busch is the son of novelist Frederick Busch ("The Night Inspector")and an actor who appeared on "The Wire". He has produced a memoir/meditation that meanders and sometimes circles like a stream from his boyhood wandering the woods of upstate New York, to his studies at Vassar, and his two tours as a Marine officer in Iraq. As the son of a novelist/academic father and a librarian mother, Busch seemed to find shelter from their bookishness in the forests and f...more

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Jul 25, 2012 Brett rated it 4 of 5 stars

I just finished this book last night. It's an interesting collection of essays that weave together nicely and end with a note from the author's deceased father. I liked the growing up sequences and the author's sense of adventure with the natural world. They lay a good groundwork for the adult Busch. The time in Iraq was brilliant. I liked the detailed descriptions of activities and the lack of political baggage we sometimes see in accounts of the war. He mentions living in Iowa City for awhile....more

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Jun 02, 2012 Ginger Williams rated it 2 of 5 stars

I really, really wanted to like this book. A memoir by a Vassar fine arts graduate who becomes a Marine officer, serves in Iraq and then becomes an actor on The Wire? Sounds like a fascinating story, right?

Well, actually, no. It was disappointing. It consisted mostly of wordy descriptions of things in nature, like stones and trees, which did not hold my attention..

The book left unanswered some basic questions like why he even joined the Marines. I didn't learn much about Mr. Busch but I guess I...more

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Aug 05, 2012 Doug rated it 2 of 5 stars

I finally had to give up on this one after struggling through about three-quarters of the book. The concept for the book is so interesting, and it's author has led such a rich and fascinating life, that I anticipated great things from this title. But there was something about the prose--the flat, repetitive, dead tone to it--that I just couldn't take anymore.

I liked meeting Benjamin Busch very much, and it was great to hear him read (short excerpts of) his work. In the end, though, I found the...more

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Dec 16, 2012 Harry Lane rated it 3 of 5 stars

This is a difficult book to classify. In some ways you could consider it a coming of age memoir, but it is not like most in that genre. The author clearly has artistic sensibilities, but has also functioned as a Marine officer. Each chapter ranges across the timeline of his life, reflecting and making connections that are not necessarily obvious. Much of the power of the narrative comes from the juxtaposition of a relatively idyllic childhood with military life and events in a war zone.

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Mar 10, 2013 Jo Read rated it 5 of 5 stars

Beautifully written book which made me think and feel and remember so many things from my own childhood which I had forgotten. So very profound and moving in some parts, and yet so hilarious in others. I'm not usually a non-fiction fan but this book is very different from others...cannot really be pigeon-holed. I am so glad I read this funny, articulate, touching book and have recommended it to anyone who will listen. Loved, loved, loved it! (Even if I am a Limey!) :-)

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Shelves: could-not-finish

This was one of those books that I desperately wanted to like. The language was beautiful and the first chapter sort of captivated me. But the more I read on, the more it felt like the same sentiments over and over. While I liked the author's thematic groupings, going through the same events in his life repeatedly gave me the feeling of "oh yeah I already read about this." Ultimately I got about 4 chapters in and kept reading the same paragraphs over and over when my mind wandered, so I gave up....more

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Mar 25, 2012 Amy rated it 4 of 5 stars

Ben Busch has a lovely, sensitive voice in his writing. His memoir has an interesting arrangement: a chapter on water, one on soil, the last one on ash, and more. In this he weaves his childhood and his experiences as a marine in Iraq amongst his other experiences. Horizon helped to launch his national book tour that will take him from coast to coast and north to south. Not to be read in a few sittings but rather savored.

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Sep 07, 2012 Christie Kerr added it

I loved this book written by a man of great depth and someone it would be nice to know.

His style is different from anything I've read before. It his life story connected as water, metal, dirt - and dust with sensitive accounts of his years in the military in Iraq. It has been a long time since a book kept me up nights.

He is an actor on the HBO series The Wire.

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Apr 18, 2012 David rated it 5 of 5 stars

This memoir is one of the most beuatifully-written books I've read in a long time. It must be in the genes, since the author's late father was also an accomplished scribe. Busch is first and foremost an observer and his ruminations on ordinary things is extraordinary. Have I used up all the superlatives yet? Read it, and you'll come up with more.

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May 17, 2012 Mary Shue rated it 3 of 5 stars

I think this is probably a really good book for someone intested in the subject of boyhood and life as a marine. But its not really keeping my attention. On the other hand, his descriptions are often quite beautiful and poetic. The way he transitions from one day in his life, backwards and then forwards, is quite unique, quite like shifting sands. It makes for a continuous rhythm that I almost didn't recognize until half way though the book.

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Jul 22, 2012 John Sperling rated it 4 of 5 stars

I was hooked on this book from the first paragraph. This memoir written by a former Marine infantry officer explores childhood, combat, love, and death. This book took me to rural Maine, Marine training in North Carolina and elsewhere, Iraq, and Hollywood. It also brought me home. Busch's experiences elucidate what it means to be human.

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Jul 29, 2012 Alexis rated it 5 of 5 stars

This memoir is not chronological or linear but flows through the author's life in a series of elemental chapters - water, wood, bone, blood, ash. Each chapter circles through his life with reminiscences of youth, soldier, family, love and loss, traveling with ease from the rivers of his rural childhood to rivers of Iraq, from the ash of a fire during Marine training to the ashes of his parents. A beautifully written work from this author, actor, Marine, artist, son and parent.

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Aug 15, 2012 Gloria rated it 2 of 5 stars

Whoever writes back cover blurbs should be held to a higher accountability. Promising a cross between Tim O'Brien and Annie Dillard is, admittedly, a tall order. But if you're going to plop down those names, you'd better deliver.
Unfortunately, Mr. Busch didn't.
Clearly he's a thinking, observational man-- but those observations couldn't quite find their way from the stilted prose and off the page into my soul.
I always feel a little bad panning a book (knowing the work which goes into it), but I'm...more

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Aug 09, 2012 Kevin Kosar rated it 4 of 5 stars

If you are looking for comic youthful yarns or riveting war tales, this book won't provide it. It is not so much a memoir as a meditation, an effort by a man to understand life. We go, we do, but why, and ...(read more)

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May 09, 2013 Andy Plonka rated it 3 of 5 stars

I have a love hate relationship with this book. Parts were brilliant, others the opposite. I enjoyed his description of his life as a marine, and some of his observations on life, but the more ethereal comments were wasted on me. And, just for the record, wasps and yellowjackets are not the same kind of bee.

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