Bøker av Eileen Sypher

This book is a daughter's late-life piecing together of her father's short life. These were years of lost time, time when she knew only the silence surrounding him. He died in 1952 from tuberculosis, leaving behind a wife, a five-year-old daughter and a two-year-old son. Like so many who suffered from tuberculosis in that time1 he left no words about what he went through, his worries, his pain. Her mother and other family,members did not mention TB, perhaps to protect the children, or themselves, perhaps out of the too-common shame that accompanies stigmatized illness. No one wanted to remember him as ill, and yet his disease consumed a third of his life and afflicted all his movements, where he worked, where he lived, whom he could embrace. The book relies on memories, photographs, and the few stories family and genealogy tell. And the account, of necessity, researches TB, his TB, likely derived from the cows he loved and milked in New England. This disease would lead him to lose a job, live in two sanatoria (the quarantine strategy of the first half of the twentieth century), and risk a painful and difficult surgery so he could have a life. Although this story is unique, its outlines are not. TB, although now nearly forgotten in the United States despite continuing cases, was the leading infectious disease in the world before Covid. It has not yet been conquered. This story is both an old one and one likely to be repeated in places and times to come.

Interprets the image of turn-of-the-century politics produced in the fiction of writers such as Henry James, Joseph Conrad, Gertrude Dix and George Bernard Shaw. She examines the British novel as it tries to come to terms with the new politics, particularly in the area of gender relations.

What does it mean to build a house? How can it change a life? What happens if the builder is a woman, a teacher and a writer, a woman unaccustomed to tools? How does such a woman come to build at all? What happens, then, if that first house, whose every nail is known, is sold? How does one leave such a house, leave and go on to build another? This is a building story, but more it is a story of a woman builder and those without whom she could not have built. It is about how building changed not only that woman but also her sense of what a house is, how she came to know that building houses of wood builds the house of the spirit.