This is a hard read, for the sheer pain and dysfunction involved. When Bill O'Connell was a freshman in high school, a childhood friend was murdered. The victim, Dadvid Stukel, was fourteen, so were the two boys who sexually assaulted and horrifically murdered him. That's the start of this harrowing book; the rest is the author's compelling examination of how generational trauma and family dysfunction, can lead to very dark outcomes. O'Connell, a sports writer, says that he always wanted to write a book about this event, to dig deeper into the story, and try to understand how his gentle friend's life came to such a violent end.
David Stukel was an incredibly "normal," happy kid, who came from a very Leave It To Beaver kind of family. His parents were very involved, very protective, and his life was fairly idyllic, by most standards. The home lives and histories of the two boys who murder him, are anything but normal or happy, and when the two backgrounds collide, on a country road, the outcome is catastrophic for all involved. O'Connell examines the countless ways their differences may have contributed to this seemingly senseless crime, and reminds us of how easy it is to simply be in the wrong place, at the wrong time. The lives of the victim's family, and the lives of the 14 year old killers and their families, were never the same, after that day, in 1968.
This is a very tragic, sad story, all around, but well researched and told from a reasonably unbiased perspective. Home sick, I read it in one day; .