‘You just gave me hope, Henry. And sometimes hope is enough to get you through anything’
1986, The Panama Hotel
The old Seattle landmark has been boarded up for decades, but now the new owner has made a startling discovery in the basement: personal belongings stored away by Japanese families sent to interment camps during the Second World War. Among the fascinated crowd gathering outside the hotel, stands Henry Lee, and, as the owner unfurls a distinctive parasol, he is flooded by memories of his childhood. He wonders if by some miracle, in amongst the boxes of dusty treasures, lies a link to the Okabe family, and the girl he lost his young heart to, so many years ago.
With over a million copies sold worldwide, this captivating debut is a story of the sacrifices one boy makes for love and for his country.
Ford s strained debut concerns Henry Lee, a Chinese-American in Seattle who, in 1986, has just lost his wife to cancer. After Henry hears that the belongings of Japanese immigrants interned during WWII have been found in the basement of the Panama Hotel, the narrative shuttles between 1986 and the 1940s in a predictable story that chronicles the losses of old age and the bewilderment of youth. Henry recalls the difficulties of life in America during WWII, when he and his Japanese-American school friend, Keiko, wandered through wartime Seattle. Keiko and her family are later interned in a camp, and Henry, horrified by America s anti-Japanese hysteria, is further conflicted because of his Chinese father s anti-Japanese sentiment. Henry s adult life in 1986 is rather mechanically rendered, and Ford clumsily contrasts Henry s difficulty in communicating with his college-age son, Marty, with Henry s own alienation from his father, who was determined to Americanize him. The wartime persecution of Japanese immigrants is presented well, but the flatness of the narrative and Ford s reliance on numerous cultural clich s make for a disappointing read.