Memory Lane, John Yamrus’s Jazzy Memoir
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“[O]ld Time is still a-flying: / and this same flower that smiles / to day, Tomorrow will be dying” (Robert Herrick, “To the Virgins, To Make Much of Time”).
John Yamrus’s new memoir
John Yamrus, jazz fan and prolific poet, compares writing his new (and only) memoir Memory Lane to making jazz music. The memories poured out, not in chronological order, but in a riff, sometimes following a prior theme or train of thought, sometimes dancing ahead of themselves. Memory Lane (Epic Rites Press 2017) reads melodiously and begs to be read aloud. It is a post-modern non-fiction piece adopting narrative techniques, full of irony. Yet, walking a fine line, it never becomes cynical. It keeps the reader wanting more, building suspense, but it’s short enough to read in a single gulp. Memory Lane grabs the reader by the throat—and never lets go.
And, like many jazz tunes, its mood is bittersweet.
John Yamrus is the author of 28 books and over 2,000 published poems. Selections of his work have been translated into eight languages. In Memory Lane, he steps out of his trademark poetry boundaries, writing about himself as a boy growing up in the 1950s and 1960s in a poor coal mining community.
John Yamrus’s group of boys
John Yamrus’s impoverished, Polish Catholic boyhood was spent roaming the neighborhood with a group of boys, on his second-hand bike, when he wasn’t trying to retrieve the out-of-bounds balls from a nearby professional baseball field, hiding the balls in piles of coal debris to save for later. Or the gang might have been playing stick ball, or “amazingly epic” football. “We held absolutely nothing back. If somebody got tackled real hard and got the wind knocked out of him it was a cause for celebration.”
One of the most exciting, but terrible scenes in Memory Lane is when the Greeks gave their yearly party, and a pig got loose. “[W]e dropped whatever it was we were doing and started to give chase…The neighborhood was in an uproar…kids were yelling…moms and dads were out on porches….we chased that pig all over the place, getting our hands on it…diving…sliding…having it get away….”
Yamrus’s father had big league baseball aspirations. He even had a tryout with the White Sox. Later, his father drove a coal truck. However, the coal mines were slowly disappearing. Coal became harder to mine, and people turned to other energy sources. Then, disaster struck.
Reaction to John Yamrus’s memoir
In last week’s The Reading Eagle (Reading, PA), feature writer Don Botch describes John Yamrus’s home town: “It could have been Anywhere, USA, except that it was a coal town, which meant it had more than its share of characters: rough-and-tumble joes like John’s uncles and dad; men who smoked cigarettes, worked the mines, popped black bits from under the skin of their hands and coughed up coal dust with an air of pride.”
John Yamrus’s Memory Lane is more than a memoir. It is a meditation on time and the fallibility of memory. It encapsulates the experience of a generation. Readers will enjoy holding John Yamrus’s hand for a short, but memorable walk down Memory Lane.
Memory Lane may be purchased at Amazon.com. Here is the link: https://www.amazon.com/Memory-Lane-John-Yamrus/dp/1926860616/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1519567218&sr=1-1&keywords=memory+Lane
John Yamrus’s website is http://www.johnyamrus.com/
The publisher’s website for Memory Lane is http://www.epicrites.org/
Featured photo of John Yamrus is courtesy of photographer Bill Uhrich of The Reading Eagle
For a good article about John Yamrus and Memory Lane, written by feature writer Don Botch of The Reading Eagle (Reading, PA) (newspaper costs $1 to read), see: http://www.readingeagle.com/life/article/john-yamrus-of-spring-township-steps-out-of-his-poetry-zone-with-a-new-book
Photo above of Memory Lane cover is by Mish (baseball photo on cover property of John Yamrus).
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Eileen “Mish” Murphy is an editor, poet, book reviewer, educator, digital artist, and book designer. She teaches English and Literature at Polk State College, Florida. She just published her third book of poetry (fourth book overall), the collection Sex & Ketchup (Concrete Mist Press Feb. 2021-available on Amazon). Fortune Written on Wet Grass (Wapshott Press April 2020-available on Amazon) was her first full length collection. Her second book Evil Me was published August 2020 (Blood Pudding Press-available from Etsy). She’s had more than 100 individual poems published in the U.S, Canada, and U.K., in journals such as Rogue Agent, Tinderbox, Writing in a Woman's Voice, and Thirteen Myna Birds. She is a prolific book reviewer, with reviews published in Cultural Weekly, the Los Angeles Review of Books (Blog), Raintaxi, and many others. Her award-winning art has been widely published in journals, magazines, and e-zines such as Peacock Journal, Thirteen Myna Birds, and The Thought Erotic. She also illustrated the children's book Phoebe and Ito are dogs by John Yamrus (2019), creating 60+ pages of artwork to accompany the story (Epic Rites Press-available on Lulu.com). Mish's artwork has been shown numerous times in shows and competitions in New Mexico, Florida, and on-line.