From Publishers Weekly
"One day I was Kim Ji-yun growing up in Seoul, Korea; the next day I was Catherine Jeanne Robinson living in Salt Lake City, Utah." So begins this memoir from first-time author Robinson. Her tireless search for her birth parents is driven by her memories of them and the photo referred to in the title, a snapshot of Kim Ji-yun with her mother and grandmother taken only moments before the seven-year-old boarded a plane bound for Salt Lake City. Even memoir-saturated readers will be drawn in by her description of this devastating leave-taking: "[My grandmother] hands me a roll of my favorite crackers and the folder of paper dolls my mother bought me after our last trip to the bathhouse. She gives me a slight push forward... I do as instructed and follow the blue cap and clicking heels away from my mother and grandmother." When Robinson returns to Seoul as an adult (having spent a happy if monotonous childhood in Utah), she easily reconnects with her father and half-siblings. But the trail to her mother turns cold several times before Robinson realizes that she may never know for sure whether her mother died in a car accident or relocated to Chicago. Meanwhile, she struggles to bridge the massive cultural gap separating her from her father. She ultimately decides that her true family consists of her patient American husband and her spunky adoptive mother. Fortunately, the journey to this unsurprising conclusion is a fascinating labor of love, populated by oddball relatives and fueled by banquets of carefully described Korean food.
Copyright 2002 Cahners Business Information, Inc.

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shipping in the next couple of days

Retrieved from pjmom8025's Current Reads Bookbox.

I ended up with two copies of this one, a consequence of having too many books. I read the other copy, and this is what I thought....

A pretty good read. I enjoyed learning bits about the Korean culture. The Oriental traditions and customs have always fascinated me. I never realized how much Oriental people think about what they choose to say, true or false. It seems like they value their self-respect and protecting loved ones more than truth. To me part of loving someone is being able to trust them to tell the truth for good or ill, but on the flip side I can see myself hiding the truth to protect somebody I love. It's a true double-edged sword.

Thanks for sharing. I will send it on its merry way shortly.

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Releasing on a table by the couches, if it is not snatched up my one of my MOM buddies.

Snagged this book at Caribou before it could be left for the general public! Hee hee!

Interesting short read

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Bottom shelf of end table nearest fireplace