If I mark this as 2 stars, it looks like I really disliked it, when two stars = "okay". If I mark it as 3 stars, it says "I liked it" and that is quite a stretch. I didn't LIKE it. I just was interested by the incredible horror that is polygamy (you can already see that I'm biased) and so I read this account.
Yes, I understand this is ONE woman's account of polygamy and being a "sister-wife" for almost 30 years.
I understand she does not speak for all sister-wives.
But I went into this with my own preconceived notions of polygamy (none of which are favorable...men are idiots to think they can "handle" more than one woman at once or shove one aside if problems arise, or think they can procreate their way into glory) and so I kept with this book until the somewhat happier ending.
Irene was a daughter of polygamy (her mother was a second-wife) and so she reminds us throughout her entire ordeal that she grew up with this lifestyle, she knew NO differently, and it just "was". She never thought to question anything, she never thought to double-check scripture, she doesn't know anyone who DOESN'T live the polygamous lifestyle (the Principle, in the book), she has no friends, she only knows sister-wives, or aunts, or her own mother. Surprisingly, her own mother's disastrous results in polygamy forced her to encourage her daughter to marry a man she loved, for monogamy only, and NOT live the Principle.
Irene doesn't listen, she believes God has chosen her to be one of many wives to Verlan LeBaron. She is 17 years old, and it's the early 1950s. Irene becomes Verlan's second wife (her sister, Charlotte, was his first wife), and so begins a sad, pathetic tale of an "obedient" wife through the horrors of poverty, jealousy, cultism, and polygamy.
Irene Spencer the author is no fan of polygamy. She is a confused, brainwashed little girl. While given the chance (before Verlan) to marry a man who only wanted to be married to HER, she refused. I don't think she even understood why she didn't choose him, because I certainly didn't. But then again, I'm sitting here in modern-day Texas in my monogamous marriage, daughter of a monogamous marriage, and saying "No, Irene, don't do it!!"
Verlan isn't a *bad* guy. He isn't evil. He isn't purposefully a jerk, or probably even accidentally a jerk. He's just a pathetic man who sincerely believes that seven wives will earn him godhood status in the next life, and his realm of children (I lost count) will earn him higher status. He sincerely does believe his wives will be goddesses (only through their husband, of course). He tries to do what is right, and that is righteousness by his own beliefs. He isn't abusive or anything, in terms of physical or verbal. He says awful things to her, but I honestly think he was clueless. Like when Irene is bawling and in hysterics over his wanting to take his sixth wife (a pretty little 15 year old girl, when he is 38 years old), he tells her to "shape up. Pull it together". Really, Verlan? More like, REALLY IRENE?? That's just all they know! And wives absolutely cannot be disobedient or jealous. That is ingrained on them.
It's an interesting book, of course, but to say I liked this story, is sad. It's a sad story, it has sad ideals, and sad lies, and sad characters. Recommended for anyone who wants one woman's perspective from being a sister-wife.