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A daughter returns home to the Navajo reservation to confront her family's troubled history and retrace her mother's life—using both narrative and archive in this unforgettable and heart-wrenching memoir. After Danielle Geller's mother dies of a withdrawal from alcohol during a period of homelessness, she is forced to return to Florida. Using her training as a librarian and A daughter returns home to the Navajo reservation to confront her family's troubled history and retrace her mother's life—using both narrative and archive in this unforgettable and heart-wrenching memoir. After Danielle Geller's mother dies of a withdrawal from alcohol during a period of homelessness, she is forced to return to Florida. Using her training as a librarian and archivist, Geller collects her mother's documents, diaries, and photographs into a single suitcase and begins on a journey of confronting her family's history and the decisions she's been forced to make, a journey that will end at her mother's home: the Navajo reservation. Geller masterfully intertwines wrenching prose with archival documents to create a deeply moving narrative of loss and inheritance that pays homage to our pasts, traditions, heritage, the family we are given, and the family we choose.


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A daughter returns home to the Navajo reservation to confront her family's troubled history and retrace her mother's life—using both narrative and archive in this unforgettable and heart-wrenching memoir. After Danielle Geller's mother dies of a withdrawal from alcohol during a period of homelessness, she is forced to return to Florida. Using her training as a librarian and A daughter returns home to the Navajo reservation to confront her family's troubled history and retrace her mother's life—using both narrative and archive in this unforgettable and heart-wrenching memoir. After Danielle Geller's mother dies of a withdrawal from alcohol during a period of homelessness, she is forced to return to Florida. Using her training as a librarian and archivist, Geller collects her mother's documents, diaries, and photographs into a single suitcase and begins on a journey of confronting her family's history and the decisions she's been forced to make, a journey that will end at her mother's home: the Navajo reservation. Geller masterfully intertwines wrenching prose with archival documents to create a deeply moving narrative of loss and inheritance that pays homage to our pasts, traditions, heritage, the family we are given, and the family we choose.

30 review for Dog Flowers: A Memoir

  1. 4 out of 5

    Brenda ~Traveling Sisters Book Reviews

    3.5 stars Danielle Geller unravels her family’s troubled lives in this heart-wrenching memoir. After her mother Laureen “Tweety” Lee dies from alcohol withdrawal, she takes her mother’s belongings “packed into eight suitcases” and begins a self-discovery journey. She weaves in her personal story from childhood as she tries to find out more about her mother’s past from Laureen’s departure from a Navajo reservation at age 19. Danielle Geller shares her dark memories of her childhood with us, being 3.5 stars Danielle Geller unravels her family’s troubled lives in this heart-wrenching memoir. After her mother Laureen “Tweety” Lee dies from alcohol withdrawal, she takes her mother’s belongings “packed into eight suitcases” and begins a self-discovery journey. She weaves in her personal story from childhood as she tries to find out more about her mother’s past from Laureen’s departure from a Navajo reservation at age 19. Danielle Geller shares her dark memories of her childhood with us, being abandoned by her mother and father to their addictions, her journey in finding herself, and finding a way to make peace with her family’s path. Her memoir is beautifully written with her quiet tone however, her story is heavy. A good part of her memoir tells us about her family’s addictions and her troubled relationships with them as she shares with us her struggles with her father and sister’s addictions with alcohol, who come and go from her life as they are drawn into the relentless cycle of addiction. It weighed heavy on me, and I wanted to look away from the story. I would have liked to know more about Danielle Geller’s journey. The beauty in her story is her strength in her caring, quiet words as she carries that weight, her path to self-discovery and healing as she unravels her mother’s destructive path. I struggled with her writing flow that felt choppy and distant with her telling us her family’s story, and I wanted to feel more connected to her by seeing her story. However, this is Danielle Geller’s personal story, and that is a “me thing.” I received a copy for the publisher on NG

  2. 4 out of 5

    Liz

    I picked this memoir wanting to read something about the Navajo Nation. So, imagine my surprise when the first ⅓ of the book takes place in my home county of York, PA. In fact, only a small portion of the book takes place on the reservation, first when Dani returns for a memorial service for her mother and later for some short visits with her cousin, aunt and grandmother. Dani Geller did not have any easy childhood or youth. The child of two alcoholics, she was passed between her father and gran I picked this memoir wanting to read something about the Navajo Nation. So, imagine my surprise when the first ⅓ of the book takes place in my home county of York, PA. In fact, only a small portion of the book takes place on the reservation, first when Dani returns for a memorial service for her mother and later for some short visits with her cousin, aunt and grandmother. Dani Geller did not have any easy childhood or youth. The child of two alcoholics, she was passed between her father and grandmother; her mother never well enough to have custody. As she gets older, she begins to have her own mental health issues. Her sister is even worse off, a drug user, in and out of juvenile detention, foster homes, boot camps, ending up roaming the country. This is a dark book, unrelentingly so. Dani never gives up on family. Hers is the opposite of tough love. She’s an enabler, constantly taking both her sister and father in. I kept waiting for someone to have an epiphany. Instead, the use and abuse just continues. I felt sorry for Dani and her family, but I struggled to connect. The book shows the unfortunate cycle of substance abuse between generations. My thanks to netgalley and Random House for an advance copy of this book.

  3. 4 out of 5

    Linda

    "You cannot wake a person who is pretending to be asleep." (Navajo Proverb) Danielle Geller presents her heart-wrenching memoir revisiting life as she knew it growing up on a Navajo reservation. As the story unfolds, we will experience the deep imprint of her childhood and young adulthood leaving its jagged edges in those tender places. Geller recalls those moments of abuse, abandonment, hopelessness, and the gnawing desire for affirmation in her world painted with upheaval and constant insecurit "You cannot wake a person who is pretending to be asleep." (Navajo Proverb) Danielle Geller presents her heart-wrenching memoir revisiting life as she knew it growing up on a Navajo reservation. As the story unfolds, we will experience the deep imprint of her childhood and young adulthood leaving its jagged edges in those tender places. Geller recalls those moments of abuse, abandonment, hopelessness, and the gnawing desire for affirmation in her world painted with upheaval and constant insecurities. A phone call comes through informing Danielle that her mother, Lauren Tweety Lee, is dying in a Florida hospital. Danielle is torn by the weight of it. It wracks her soul to revisit the agony of the downward spiral of a life thrown to the castaway winds. But she makes the decision to go and to stand before this constantly deteriorating altar of motherhood. Tweety left Danielle and her two sisters, Eileen and Alexandra, forever in the throes of alcoholism and the swinging door of available men. The girls were tossed between life with their alcoholic father and life with their stern grandmother. Danielle begs Eileen to accompany her to Florida. But true to herself, Eileen has a myriad of excuses. She also faces a broken probation in Montana. Eileen took to the road many years ago and hasn't looked back. And it's a waterfall of regrets and dark memories that reach out to Danielle as she comes face-to-face with her mother in that hospital bed. And what she is left with is a tattered suitcase that belonged to Tweety stuffed with letters, receipts, diaries, and photos depicting a life that stopped short at forty-nine. The irony of life is that Danielle had broken free and became a library archivist after much struggle in her young adult years. But how would she make sense of all this personal memorabilia before her? It would be months before she could bring herself to lift the lid and shine light upon its contents. Those slips of paper would catapult her into the past once again. Dog Flowers is heavy. Make no mistake about it. If you're looking for a feather-light read, then this one is not for you. Dog Flowers opens our eyes to the shaky set of cards that we have been dealt. Circumstances lean hard on some of us no matter what. The very ones who should have our backs are the very ones who can doom us to a repetitive life of much the same. Intervention often arrives on the midnight train, or sadly, not at all. It's a reminder of how ineffectively the stars are all aligned. Dog Flowers is written in a no-frills fashion and Geller makes no bones about that. But Dog Flowers is a poignant reminder of gems unable to allow the sun to shine through. I received a copy of Dog Flowers through NetGalley for an honest review. My thanks to Random House and to Danielle Geller for the opportunity.

  4. 5 out of 5

    Lindsay - Traveling Sisters Book Reviews

    3.5 stars. Heartbreaking and hopeful. “You’re an alcoholic,” grandma would tell me, even when I was very young. “You just haven’t had your first drink.” Danielle Geller tells her personal story through this heart wrenching and touching memoir. She is trying to find a trace of meaning in her mother’s life of alcohol and men. She is also searching for a sense of self, of family, of belonging. Danielle returns to her deceased mother’s Navajo reservation to piece together her mothers broken life throu 3.5 stars. Heartbreaking and hopeful. “You’re an alcoholic,” grandma would tell me, even when I was very young. “You just haven’t had your first drink.” Danielle Geller tells her personal story through this heart wrenching and touching memoir. She is trying to find a trace of meaning in her mother’s life of alcohol and men. She is also searching for a sense of self, of family, of belonging. Danielle returns to her deceased mother’s Navajo reservation to piece together her mothers broken life through personal journals, belongings and family stories. Danielle’s mother lived an extremely rough life of alcoholism, men and homelessness. Danielle’s father faced the same demons with alcohol and floated in and out of Danielle’s life. Danielle and her younger sister Eileen were raised mainly by their grandmother. What a heartbreaking memoir. What this author has lived through is gut wrenching. It is a very tough read. The endless cycle of alcoholism, drugs, poverty, jail and homelessness was heartbreaking. This book is brutally honest, eye-opening and raw. Alcoholism ran deep through their family - every generation filled with anger, frustration and the limitations of alcoholism and drug addiction. I found similarities to Jesse Thistle’s memoir, From The Ashes, although this was not as polished. The story is powerful and eye-opening but I found the writing lacked flow and was repetitive. Upon reflection I wonder if the choppy writing was the intention of the author as her entire childhood and young adult life was a vicious circle of instability. The book focus was on Danielle trying to connect with her mother’s past, but I found the relationship between Danielle and her sister Eileen to be most impactful. The vicious circle of drugs and alcohol that kept the sisters from truly bonding and kept Danielle hanging on and hopeful for a different outcome for her sister was gut wrenching. I felt for Danielle. I imagine the writing of this book would have been therapeutic for the author. I appreciate her honesty in presenting her family struggles to the world and hope this can be helpful to others who may be able to relate to her situation. As sad as this book is, I found it hopeful. Though Danielle’s hope was crushed time and time again, she never completely lost her longing for a better life for her family and herself. Thank you to NetGalley for the review copy!

  5. 5 out of 5

    Michelle

    "I learned very young that my mother was someone not to be trusted -- that she would break my heart if I let her." Danielle Geller and her sister were raised primarily by her paternal grandmother. Both of her parents struggled with alcoholism and as a result she was placed with her father's family. So she heard all of these things about her mother and because she lived apart from her, she came to believe this side of the story. Then one day she gets the call that her mother is in the hospital dyi "I learned very young that my mother was someone not to be trusted -- that she would break my heart if I let her." Danielle Geller and her sister were raised primarily by her paternal grandmother. Both of her parents struggled with alcoholism and as a result she was placed with her father's family. So she heard all of these things about her mother and because she lived apart from her, she came to believe this side of the story. Then one day she gets the call that her mother is in the hospital dying. She's had a heart attack as a result of withdrawal. She tried to quit cold turkey on her own and the DTs brought her to death's door. When Danielle goes to see her in these last and final days she is not able to talk with her mother. She's already too far gone. Upon leaving her mother's side she inherits these eight suitcases which contain all of her mother's possessions. The last one has letters and cards and pictures along with her mother's journals. Being a librarian and an archivist Geller takes this treasure with her and as she is culling through it she tries to reconcile with the memory she has of her mother. Her mother obviously isn't this woman who her father's family depicted. She's obviously not this woman that she holds in her memories that are few and far between. Most of these are unreliable as they are tainted by youth, slippery and vague. Here in this box is the woman who her mother thinks she is. So Geller is pressed to put all of these different versions of her Mom into some type of whole so she can get a better sense of who her mother is. In doing so, she can get a better sense of who she is. "You are an alcoholic. You just haven't had your first drink yet." This is a common phrase in the rooms where they say that adult children of alcoholics have the "isms" without the alcohol. The behaviors and dysfunction are perpetuated and repeated from one generation to the next. Within an alcoholic family members take on specific roles: "The Hero", "The Scapegoat", "The Caretaker" . . . Danielle Geller was the caretaker and in that role she found herself continually taking in her alcoholic father and addict sister even as they cycled through recovery and relapse. Through all of those years of fixing everyone else's messes Geller, as caretaker, rarely thinks of taking care of herself. As a result she suffers from mental illness. She goes through years accepting that she is not going to be happy. Her dreams and visions for her future include being a spinster and a lone wolf in the desert. On her journey to finding her way out of this perpetual cycle of alcoholism she goes back to her mother's home on the Navajo reservation. She learns that the Navajo way is that we are all sisters of the same clan. That elder is your aunt or your grandmother. No matter how unclear the ties, if your of this clan we are all family. Finally she finds peace and happiness with her husband Owen. When I first picked up this book I was under the impression that it would be an epistolary memoir with notes and letters between mother and daughter within the chapters. But where you find Tweety Lee's words is in the footnotes. It took me a while to figure out Geller's reason for writing it this way. Then it came to me. Even though this book is about Geller discovering who her mother was, this is still Danielle's story. Her mother's voice is just there to inform her narrative. The spotlight should be on Danielle as she learns to deal with her codependency and enabling of these addicts within her family. This book is about her breaking the cycle and breaking free so that she can have happiness of her own. "I cannot forgive my father; forgiveness risks too much. My mother chose my father, and men like him, and I must make another choice. I must choose my sisters."

  6. 5 out of 5

    Erin

    Thanks to NetGalley and Random House Publishing Group for an egalley in exchange for an honest review. The thing about reviewing and rating another person's memoir is that it is so personal and raw for anyone to put their story out there for all the world to read. So I do feel like a bit of a heel to rate it so low. However, I have to stay faithful to the way I review and although I read the entire memoir, I really wanted to give up around 30%. Goodreads review published 12/01/21 Publication Dat Thanks to NetGalley and Random House Publishing Group for an egalley in exchange for an honest review. The thing about reviewing and rating another person's memoir is that it is so personal and raw for anyone to put their story out there for all the world to read. So I do feel like a bit of a heel to rate it so low. However, I have to stay faithful to the way I review and although I read the entire memoir, I really wanted to give up around 30%. Goodreads review published 12/01/21 Publication Date 12/01/21 #DogFlowers #NetGalley

  7. 4 out of 5

    Angela M

    Some memoirs, especially those depicting difficult childhoods are by their nature difficult to read. This was not easy to read right from the first pages, and if you find the first pages of this as gut wrenching as I did, be prepared. When Geller goes back in time piecing together her mother’s life, recounting her own life, her father’s alcoholism and imprisonments, her sister’s alcoholism and imprisonments, her own mental health issues, her struggle to get through it all, it gets worse, much wo Some memoirs, especially those depicting difficult childhoods are by their nature difficult to read. This was not easy to read right from the first pages, and if you find the first pages of this as gut wrenching as I did, be prepared. When Geller goes back in time piecing together her mother’s life, recounting her own life, her father’s alcoholism and imprisonments, her sister’s alcoholism and imprisonments, her own mental health issues, her struggle to get through it all, it gets worse, much worse. Geller comes from a dysfunctional family and had such a sad childhood, as she and her sister are abandoned by her alcoholic mother and live with their alcoholic father, until their grandmother gets custody of her at five and and her sister at three. Disappointment after disappointment, from one home to another, these sisters had an unstable life to say the least. This is an alcoholic family- her mother, her father, her younger sister, her grandmother, though fortunately recovering and saving Danielle and her sister Eileen at various times in their lives . This felt repetitive at times, not because she told the same stories of her family, but because the same things happened over and again. Geller narrative is interspersed with the photographs, cards, drawings, diary entries that her mother kept. A heartbreaking, but hopeful story about how she moves herself forward by using her skills as a librarian to catalog her mother’s things, by going back to her mother’s roots on the reservation, finding more of her mother and herself. I received a copy of this book from One World through NetGalley.

  8. 4 out of 5

    Karen (idleutopia_reads)

    I love when books are in conversation with each other because after I finished Dog Flowers I picked up "A Cup of Water under my Bed" by Daisy Hernandez and it seemed to answer so many questions I had about Danielle Geller's memoir. I adore writers that open themselves up and allow us into the deepest recesses of their lives, their vulnerabilities, the imprints of their lives that have shaped who they are. This narrative jumped from present to past all the while interspersed with journal entries I love when books are in conversation with each other because after I finished Dog Flowers I picked up "A Cup of Water under my Bed" by Daisy Hernandez and it seemed to answer so many questions I had about Danielle Geller's memoir. I adore writers that open themselves up and allow us into the deepest recesses of their lives, their vulnerabilities, the imprints of their lives that have shaped who they are. This narrative jumped from present to past all the while interspersed with journal entries from Geller's mother. We try to understand her past along with her to archive her mother's life and make sense of the present. I love that Geller was such a striking writer and it shows how much she loves, how much she cares, and how much of herself she is willing to give to readers. With that in mind I think we should ponder what a gift this book is and how lucky we are to read it.

  9. 5 out of 5

    Em__Jay

    I read a review copy, and if what I read is what ends up being published, then I cannot recommend this book. As is, it needs serious editing and plenty of rewriting. The writing came across as disjointed, jumping from time and place, as well as person to random person with little to no introduction or even explanation. As a reader, I got no real insight into Gellar's thoughts and feelings, past or present, and I certainly didn't get to go on a journey of discovery with her. It was so frustrating I read a review copy, and if what I read is what ends up being published, then I cannot recommend this book. As is, it needs serious editing and plenty of rewriting. The writing came across as disjointed, jumping from time and place, as well as person to random person with little to no introduction or even explanation. As a reader, I got no real insight into Gellar's thoughts and feelings, past or present, and I certainly didn't get to go on a journey of discovery with her. It was so frustrating. This exercise of writing might be cathartic for the the author, but what I read does not meet the basic criteria of a book ready for publication. Review copy courtesy of the publisher and Netgalley

  10. 4 out of 5

    Jennifer

    This memoir by Geller explores her upbringing and the emotions the death of her mother uncovers. She talks about getting to know many of her family members after the passing of her mother, and of her relationships with them. The book tells many small stories that are often tragic, but Geller seems detached. The emotions these events should have evoked don’t come through. The timeline for the book is a bit jumbled; this is a non-linear story. I give this book 2 stars. I simply didn’t feel involve This memoir by Geller explores her upbringing and the emotions the death of her mother uncovers. She talks about getting to know many of her family members after the passing of her mother, and of her relationships with them. The book tells many small stories that are often tragic, but Geller seems detached. The emotions these events should have evoked don’t come through. The timeline for the book is a bit jumbled; this is a non-linear story. I give this book 2 stars. I simply didn’t feel involved in the tragedy that Geller has experienced. Her style of writing feels disjointed to me, halting and emotionless. Her descriptions of emotions experiences are there, but the feelings themselves never visited me. Maybe memoirs are not for me. This book was a NetGalley gift from the publisher, Random House - One World. The opinions shared in this review are my own and I have received no compensation in exchange for offering them.

  11. 5 out of 5

    Sasha

    Dog Flowers by Danielle Geller is almost certainly not the Indigenous memoir most people will expect it to be. Geller, a Diné (Navajo) woman who grew up in Florida and Pennsylvania away from her homeland, documents with haunting starkness the frequent instability of her childhood, the death of her mother, and the costs addiction and violence take upon children. Needless to say there is a lot of pain within the pages of this memoir and there is little of the cultural tourism I suspect many people Dog Flowers by Danielle Geller is almost certainly not the Indigenous memoir most people will expect it to be. Geller, a Diné (Navajo) woman who grew up in Florida and Pennsylvania away from her homeland, documents with haunting starkness the frequent instability of her childhood, the death of her mother, and the costs addiction and violence take upon children. Needless to say there is a lot of pain within the pages of this memoir and there is little of the cultural tourism I suspect many people want or expect from Indigenous authors. Instead, we get a story of perspective, of piecing together lines and life. What we learn is the way addiction and violence are cyclical, repetitive beasts that become mundane in their breathless ability to make create a routine. Particularly, we learn what life is like for those who love and often feel induced to caregive for those who are struggling with substance abuse.It’s important to note here that this memoir is loving, is raw, and is both compelling and hard to look away from. Geller asks us to witness her history, the history of her mother, the history of her father and sisters. Geller’s use of “the archive” is both intriguing and haunting. As you move through this memoir you see the construction of a familial archive, an archive of grief and of remembrance and presence. She pieces together her mother’s diaries, photographs, and her own memories to trace her mother’s absence from her childhood on. In that way, we watch as Geller tries to see things the way her mother might have, we watch as she tries to reconcile what may not be reconcilable. I found her use of [almost]footnotes to be a frequently effective mechanism. Buried at the bottom of many pages, in smaller font, Geller tells another story lodged within her own recountings and the effect is both academic and profoundly powerful even if their direct relation to the main body of text requires you to slow and consider. There's a lot in this memoir that destroyed me, things I find hard to talk about, but remain with me the nonetheless. Know going in that this is not an easy book. Major CONTENT WARNINGS for addiction, alcoholism, domestic violence, sexual violence, sexual assauly, parent-child relationships, and death.

  12. 5 out of 5

    Heather Fineisen

    The author tells the story of her mother who is homeless using her box belongings. The story includes her homeless father and substance abusing center Grief makes this relatable. The Navajo background of her mother is explored. A hard life is eloquently portrayed in these pages. Copy provided by the publisher and NetGalley

  13. 4 out of 5

    Tami

    Danielle Gellar’s memoir was a bit different from what I was expecting, but I found I was very much invested in how she moved on with her life after growing up in such a dysfunctional family. It’s sad to think that such an unstable family situation is what some children know as normal and this was the case with Gellar’s family. Alcoholism and brief stints in jail become somewhat of a regular occurrence. Raised mainly by their paternal grandmother, Danielle and her sister manage to keep a connecti Danielle Gellar’s memoir was a bit different from what I was expecting, but I found I was very much invested in how she moved on with her life after growing up in such a dysfunctional family. It’s sad to think that such an unstable family situation is what some children know as normal and this was the case with Gellar’s family. Alcoholism and brief stints in jail become somewhat of a regular occurrence. Raised mainly by their paternal grandmother, Danielle and her sister manage to keep a connection with their parents, even though they see them sporadically. Danielle’s mother was raised on a Navajo reservation, but left as a young woman and seemingly abandoned her heritage, having little contact with her family remaining on the reservation. As a result, Danielle and her sister are only able to fill in the blanks after their mother has passed away. There wasn’t as much information about the Navajo traditions and life on the reservation as I was hoping for. It seems as if Gellar may have been a bit overwhelmed and unable to absorb it all in the few visits she made. Also, there were some situations on the reservation she wisely began to avoid. I did like the fact that she learned to weave, so it was good to see her embrace that part of her heritage. Trigger warnings for those readers sensitive to drug and alcohol abuse. Many thanks to NetGalley and Random House Publishing Group for allowing me to read an advance copy and give my honest review.

  14. 5 out of 5

    Jill Dobbe

    In Dog Flowers, Geller, a Native American, has written about her tough upbringing in an alcoholic household where poverty, neglect, alcohol, homelessness and abuse were all too familiar. Her young life is difficult and she watches as the lives of her father, mother and sister fall into despair. Geller goes to her mother's bedside as she lay in the hospital dying from alcohol withdrawal. After her passing, she reconnects with her mother and learns more about her life through the few belongings, le In Dog Flowers, Geller, a Native American, has written about her tough upbringing in an alcoholic household where poverty, neglect, alcohol, homelessness and abuse were all too familiar. Her young life is difficult and she watches as the lives of her father, mother and sister fall into despair. Geller goes to her mother's bedside as she lay in the hospital dying from alcohol withdrawal. After her passing, she reconnects with her mother and learns more about her life through the few belongings, letters and diaries she left behind. She eventually visits the reservation where her mother grew up and reconnects with extended family. Written with emotion and honesty, Geller herself appears lost until at the end of her story she meets her husband and moves to Canada to live. Dog Flowers is definitely a story of resilience as Geller was able to move away from the destructiveness that consumed her family and live a different and healthier life. Thank you to Netgalley, publisher and author for the chance to read and review this book.

  15. 5 out of 5

    Rosa

    Danielle Geller uses an admirable spareness in tone, coupled with a marked absence of sentimentality, to portray her emergence into adulthood in Dog Flowers. Recounting the events of a childhood marked by constant upheaval as the child of two parents struggling with alcoholism and substance abuse, Geller's language never relies on overt signifiers to telegraph how readers should react; it's a minimalist delivery that underscores the power of simply being able to document her story. Geller also e Danielle Geller uses an admirable spareness in tone, coupled with a marked absence of sentimentality, to portray her emergence into adulthood in Dog Flowers. Recounting the events of a childhood marked by constant upheaval as the child of two parents struggling with alcoholism and substance abuse, Geller's language never relies on overt signifiers to telegraph how readers should react; it's a minimalist delivery that underscores the power of simply being able to document her story. Geller also exhibits an admirable resistance against playing to expectations that she perform Tour Guide to "explain" her Native heritage (why is every work by a Native author so often judged "inadequate" when it doesn't function double duty as a Lonely Planet Guide to Being Indigenous?) In addition, Geller steadfastly rejects following the "struggle + redemption/triumph of the human spirit" arc. This memoir is a brave, unflinching excavation of how Danielle Geller, and Danielle Geller alone (as opposed to Danielle Geller the Navajo Nation rep, or Danielle Geller the Survivor), came to write this work. Despite the many attributes I admired, I also found the book lagging in parts. It's as if Geller's vigilance against following hackneyed, antiquated expectations of what a Native memoir should be, or what the survival story of childhood trauma should resemble, was so at the forefront, she inadvertently shut out vibrant aspects of her voice in the process; after a while, the narrative almost reads like a catalog of one emotional devastation after the next, without much panoramic perspective to frame the events. The approach of "This book you have in your hands is the proof that I made it out the other side - that this work exists is enough testimony" is inarguably badass. Unfortunately, there were a few technical issues throughout (several times I had to double back because I hadn't realized I was in the middle of a flashback, or that I was already Out of one; there's also no mention of schooling after a certain point, so I wasn't sure when she earned the graduate degree that would mark the beginning of her work as an archivist) - this confusion came to overtake the narrative at times, to the extent that I began to wonder if the lack of an apparent arc was even a conscious authorial choice, or whether it was more of a first-time author's uncertainty letting the story get away from her. One aspect of Geller's story which initially drew me in was how her training and work as a professional archivist shaped the writing and construction of this memoir. We all, as humans, carry mental baggage as we plow on - our brains mercifully push some of that gnarly stuff back into the cobwebs, so that we might forge on to the next moment... but what if your profession is to fully examine and catalog every item of history you encounter - and then, what if you suddenly become the sole caretaker of all the worldly possessions your estranged mother left behind? The prospect of witnessing Geller's process, the assembling of all the mysterious pieces of her mom's life to decode exactly who Tweety was, all through an archivist's lens, was a truly fascinating premise. Unfortunately, Geller's exploration of these ideas doesn't feature directly in the narrative much, save for a paragraph or two, and mostly drops off by the end. I imagine part of reason is that she simply didn't have enough material left to work with (we are told it's the contents of several suitcases), but I would have appreciated more engagement with the ideas that emerged from what little she uncovered. And while I genuinely admired the minimalist delivery, by the conclusion, I felt that Geller never quite figured out how to balance the spare tone in a manner that enabled more of her personality to emerge; I suspect she wasn't sure how to mesh the witty voice that peeks out from time to time (see: hot take on the Muppets' creepy faces) with the heavy content of the memoir. Also, as a fellow geek, I wish she had written more about that aspect of her life - not the video games per se, but what she got out of being in those alternate worlds, aside from the obvious (that they are not the usually-harsh one she had to be physically present in). It's a continual Catch-22 - write about having to overcome near-unfathomable blockades in one's personal life to eventually attain a graduate degree/steady career and form genuine bonds with good people who will stay by your side, but risk writing one more BIPOC Exceptionalism narrative in the process, or alternately, focus solely on the heartbreaking moments, and end up writing another kind of "struggle porn" tale that is also commonly peddled for mass consumption. The triumph of Dog Flowers is that Geller successfully avoids both traps; I only wish this alternate ground had better highlighted more of Danielle Geller, the geeky archivist. 4 stars because what the author set out to do is part of a new direction I really hope we see more and more in BIPOC writing, that of writing one's own story with no bowing whatsoever to clichéd mass expectations. Now that she committed this integral, profoundly dark story to the page, perhaps Danielle Geller will feel freed up enough to tell more tales that feature her impressive powers of observation + skillful use of minimalist tone, but with the distinctly funny, quirky voice we caught fleeting glimpses of in this memoir at the very forefront.

  16. 5 out of 5

    Lolly K Dandeneau

    via my blog: https://bookstalkerblog.wordpress.com/ 𝐈 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐣𝐨𝐤𝐞. Danielle Geller’s Navajo mother, Laureen “Tweety” Lee, spent the last six months of her life homeless in Florida, six months that mother and daughter didn’t speak to each other, and then Danielle was called to her mother’s bedside as she lay dying. How can she confront her emotions, when her mother no longer has breath to answer for the past? So much about her mother’s life is either fiction via my blog: https://bookstalkerblog.wordpress.com/ 𝐈 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐣𝐨𝐤𝐞. Danielle Geller’s Navajo mother, Laureen “Tweety” Lee, spent the last six months of her life homeless in Florida, six months that mother and daughter didn’t speak to each other, and then Danielle was called to her mother’s bedside as she lay dying. How can she confront her emotions, when her mother no longer has breath to answer for the past? So much about her mother’s life is either fiction or a mystery. Geller’s own mind has holes to fall through, too young to remember and the things she does recall are questionable. Her mother’s ill health and death was preventable, but what caused the slow kill? Was every choice hers alone, are others to blame? Her inheritance is her mother’s lone suitcase and it’s contents. Letters, photographs, some junk, just evidence of ‘entire lives lived apart’ from Danielle and her sister Eileen. Diaries as far back as 1987, confessions and reflections that just make her feel sad for her mother. Trained as a librarian and archivist, it is these skills that will provide Danielle the guidance in tracking her mother’s past. Is she ready for answers to the harder questions? Family has been both the hope and the hurt in her heart. Growing up taught Danielle to be silent, stoic as the adults couldn’t keep their own lives contained. Shamed by the illogical, cruel behavior of her father, a man who never listened, who told big lies, contradictions, who made others suffer as much as himself with his addiction to alcohol, his violence against women, all of it distorted reality. Humor became the means to twist her sorrow, longing for the mother who abandoned them and was as impossible to hold on to as the wind. “Tweety’s” visits were infrequent surprises, the keeper of their Navajo roots, it was she who could teach her daughters about their origins, about the reservation and family she chose to flee at nineteen. Until her mother’s death, she remembered only visiting the reservation once when she was three. All she has to rely on are her mother’s memories, which aren’t many. Returning as an adult, the partying, drinking, and neglect is a stark reminder of her own mother’s choices. That her mother lived between two worlds, still holding tight to the superstitions and rituals of her people, is easier to dissect once Danielle is among her mother’s tribe. It is enlightening, the rituals, prayers that are a part of their people, things Danielle and her sister barely comprehended in their youth especially with their mother lighting on important things like a butterfly, never present long enough to teach them anything, having another child, going through men, in and out contact. During adolescence, their father goes through women as much as their mother shakes off men, unable to make a relationship last for long, jobs just as fleeting. It’s no wonder Danielle and her sister Eileen’s bond is weak, that as they grew up the distance between them widened, nor is it a mystery that Eileen is just as lost, restless. With her father and sister both addicts, in and out correctional institutions, their needs are like a violence, and ties she cannot sever. Somehow she is always in the middle, having to chose, love measured by whose side she is on. All this while trying to understand her mother, and heal from the wounds of her own damaging childhood. It’s a painful read about one mother’s slippery past- heartbreaking and honest. Not everyone who runs away from an abusive upbringing escapes, sadly this was Laureen Lee’s truth. Children are always the causalities, it is a vicious cycle. What will Danielle do with everything she learns? At times it’s a disjointed read but in a sense it lends credit to the scattered history Danielle herself must sort through. Publication Date: January 12, 2021 Random House One World

  17. 5 out of 5

    Dawn Michelle

    This is a tough book to read. Extremely. Especially if you have suffered trauma yourself. I thought this was more about the Indian experience when I was approached to read and review this, and I should have done more research before accepting that challenge. That said, I am not sorry that I read this. And here is why; in reading this, I've realized, that for all the the crap that my father did to me [and to our family as a whole and continues to do], he - 1. Never tried to kill my sister or mys This is a tough book to read. Extremely. Especially if you have suffered trauma yourself. I thought this was more about the Indian experience when I was approached to read and review this, and I should have done more research before accepting that challenge. That said, I am not sorry that I read this. And here is why; in reading this, I've realized, that for all the the crap that my father did to me [and to our family as a whole and continues to do], he - 1. Never tried to kill my sister or myself. He may have beat me and smacked me around, but he never, ever tried to physically snuff me or my sister [or my mom or step-mom's for that matter] out. 2. He always picked women [and there were LOTS of women] that had jobs, homes of their own, that were nice, that had lives that weren't on the edge of anything crazy. They may have drank a lot, but there were no drugs and we were never ever in danger when we were with them and their friends. 3. He ALWAYS had a job himself [sometimes several] and he always fed and clothed us when we were with him [and made sure we had those things when we were with my Mom] - even as a high-functioning drunk, he knew we needed to eat. 4. He wasn't in and out of jail. The cops weren't always at our house. He never did [that I ever knew of] anything illegal. And in reading this memoir, I have realized, that for all the crap I suffered at the hands of him as a child, teen and adult, I still have room to be grateful. I know that sounds weird - how does one be grateful when there is known abuse [and I know that not everyone gets this and I both see and acknowledge you. I am so sorry that you have suffered at the hand of a parent and that you have never gotten closure. I cannot imagine how difficult your life must have been and continues to be. My heart breaks for you and I pray that you can find the truth and end that you need to move forward]? Because you read things that remind you that it ALWAYS could have been worse. We were never homeless. We always had a place to live and food on the table. It might have been just mac and cheese, but we ate. And that is something to be grateful for. And even though Danielle isn't able to forgive her father [and there is absolutely NO judgement here], I have found that forgiveness has helped me at certain times. Maybe because I am not a writer, it is how I move forward. I don't know. I DO know that you have to do whatever you need to do to move forward. And I applaud her for that. There are no other words for how I feel right now about this. I am so glad she came out on the other side of all that she experienced, that she is one of the lucky ones. Even for all that she went through, she is absolutely one of the lucky ones. Not everyone makes it through to the other side and finds even a semblance of happiness. Thank you to NetGalley, Danielle Geller, and Random House Publishing - Random House/One World for providing this ARC in exchange for an honest review.

  18. 4 out of 5

    Cassidy Morgan

    Unfortunately this one fell flat for me. I felt like it was a lot of narrative with a little substance. While the author's story is tragic and her life has been full of hardship, i didn't feel there was great resolution or anything that wrapped this up into a memoir format. Some parts were so drawn out with loads of detail and prose that I forgot what the original "point" was. Unfortunately this one fell flat for me. I felt like it was a lot of narrative with a little substance. While the author's story is tragic and her life has been full of hardship, i didn't feel there was great resolution or anything that wrapped this up into a memoir format. Some parts were so drawn out with loads of detail and prose that I forgot what the original "point" was.

  19. 5 out of 5

    Dick Whittington

    Native American memoir of Navajo girl/woman and her extended family. Wanted to stop about half way through but forced myself to finish. Depressing. Draggy. Repetitive. Don't really understand high ratings. But obviously not my kind of book. Native American memoir of Navajo girl/woman and her extended family. Wanted to stop about half way through but forced myself to finish. Depressing. Draggy. Repetitive. Don't really understand high ratings. But obviously not my kind of book.

  20. 5 out of 5

    Natalie (readswithnatalieb)

    This is a very tough memoir to read. If you’ve survived trauma, of pretty much any kind, this could be very triggering. I picked this book from Net Galley, wanting to learn more about the Navajo Nation, especially in nonfiction form (but also nonfiction is my jam). And while I learned a bit about Navajo Nation, it wasn’t what I expected! Most of the story doesn’t take place on a reservation, but Navajo cultural and lifestyle aspects are woven into the story. Geller’s tale was an absolute cry for h This is a very tough memoir to read. If you’ve survived trauma, of pretty much any kind, this could be very triggering. I picked this book from Net Galley, wanting to learn more about the Navajo Nation, especially in nonfiction form (but also nonfiction is my jam). And while I learned a bit about Navajo Nation, it wasn’t what I expected! Most of the story doesn’t take place on a reservation, but Navajo cultural and lifestyle aspects are woven into the story. Geller’s tale was an absolute cry for help. She shows her soul telling bits from her childhood, into her teenage years, and adulthood. She does jump around quite a bit, so I couldn’t tell what was memory or what you’d consider present day, if that’s what she was trying to convey. She includes references about growing up as a minority, her dysfunctional family, and what it’s like being the glue for her family. Her mother passed away, her father is an alcoholic, and her sister is addicted to drugs. She very much had me in my feelings wanting to give her a big hug, because being the glue of your family is such a tough task. I was super invested. Despite the sad stories, she includes photographs and letters from happier times in her life, reminding her where she came from and guiding her to who she wants to be. Content warnings: death of a parent, abuse, alcoholism, bullying, drugs, addition, racism. Many thanks to NetGalley and Penguin Random House for this read!!

  21. 4 out of 5

    Britt

    Thank you to Random House Publishing Group for approaching me and putting this memoir on my radar. All opinions expressed in this review are my own. Dog Flowers is Danielle Geller's memoir. Geller tells her story openly and goes back and forth between the past and the present. The book starts when Danielle Geller’s mother dies of alcohol withdrawal during an attempt to get sober. In an attempt to retrace her mother's life in this memoir, Geller returns to the Navajo reservation where most of her Thank you to Random House Publishing Group for approaching me and putting this memoir on my radar. All opinions expressed in this review are my own. Dog Flowers is Danielle Geller's memoir. Geller tells her story openly and goes back and forth between the past and the present. The book starts when Danielle Geller’s mother dies of alcohol withdrawal during an attempt to get sober. In an attempt to retrace her mother's life in this memoir, Geller returns to the Navajo reservation where most of her family still lives. The memoir is both a narrative and an archive of one family’s troubled history. The book includes photos and letters from Geller's mother. I was surprised how quickly I flew through the pages. But Geller's writing style invites to continue reading her story. Her story is touching, exploring family, loss and (the absence) of grieve. I recommend this memoir to everyone who enjoyed Educated by Tara Westover. CW: substance abuse and abuse

  22. 4 out of 5

    Andrew

    Geller's loved ones have been stumbling through life with alcoholism since before she was born, and it's alcohol withdrawal that kills her mother, "Tweety" Lee. As she goes through her mother's belongings, Danielle is intrigued by what Tweety chose to hang onto, even through cycles of homelessness. As she explores her mother's past, she reflects on her own, recounting her years growing up-- bouncing custody between her grandmother and father, her mother's sporadic visits, and her sister's strugg Geller's loved ones have been stumbling through life with alcoholism since before she was born, and it's alcohol withdrawal that kills her mother, "Tweety" Lee. As she goes through her mother's belongings, Danielle is intrigued by what Tweety chose to hang onto, even through cycles of homelessness. As she explores her mother's past, she reflects on her own, recounting her years growing up-- bouncing custody between her grandmother and father, her mother's sporadic visits, and her sister's struggles with substance abuse. Geller portrays how much of a vice-grip family can have on your heart, no matter how much it hurts. Dog Flowers is not an easy read, but certainly a captivating and resolute one.

  23. 4 out of 5

    what.rona.reads

    A gripping memoir of a life lived surrounded by addiction. When Geller gets a call that her estranged mother is dying she goes to say goodbye and leaves with her personal belongings. She begins to piece together her mom’s life through journals and photographs. Finally tracking down her mother’s sister on the Navajo reservation, she goes and meets the family she knows little about. A non-linear timeline switching between childhood, the days after her mother’s death and beyond Geller is able to int A gripping memoir of a life lived surrounded by addiction. When Geller gets a call that her estranged mother is dying she goes to say goodbye and leaves with her personal belongings. She begins to piece together her mom’s life through journals and photographs. Finally tracking down her mother’s sister on the Navajo reservation, she goes and meets the family she knows little about. A non-linear timeline switching between childhood, the days after her mother’s death and beyond Geller is able to intertwine the stories seamlessly. There is a sense of healing through the storytelling that gives hope in an otherwise heartbreaking story. I’m glad Geller chose to share herself with us.

  24. 5 out of 5

    Tin Minute

    Dog Flowers is an interesting memoir that dives into the life of a young woman as she discovers herself. Danielle Geller speaks candidly about her experiences as a native growing up between two worlds. Her story takes us across America and through time, giving us glimpses into her life and aspirations. The multiple pictures and candid depictions pulled us in, making every time we picked this book back up to read, just like a visit with an old friend.

  25. 5 out of 5

    Hannah (Peevey) Way

    4.5 stars Geller’s memoir spans the scope of her grief growing up and living surrounded by her family of addicts. But, this book was so much more than that. It starts off with her indigenous mother’s untimely death at 49. Geller uses this event to begin her story as she deftly steps back and forth into her past and archives her mother’s suitcase of belongings. Her childhood and coming of age are told with compelling lyricism, I read this book in 24 hours and cannot recommend it enough. TW: alcoho 4.5 stars Geller’s memoir spans the scope of her grief growing up and living surrounded by her family of addicts. But, this book was so much more than that. It starts off with her indigenous mother’s untimely death at 49. Geller uses this event to begin her story as she deftly steps back and forth into her past and archives her mother’s suitcase of belongings. Her childhood and coming of age are told with compelling lyricism, I read this book in 24 hours and cannot recommend it enough. TW: alcoholism; drug use; verbal/physical abuse; brief mention of assault (molestation of children)

  26. 4 out of 5

    Madalina Negrea

    Dog flowers are the muddy paw prints dogs leave on a rainy day, the ones you want to get rid of, annoyed. But what if these dog flowers are the only remains of a life and of a person you know very little of? What if understanding these patterns might help you discover yourself and heal, maybe? You can start with sorting, assessing and archiving the few possessions your drunk, homless, dead mother who abandoned you, left behind, or sort your own -unhappy- memories or try to reconnect with your mot Dog flowers are the muddy paw prints dogs leave on a rainy day, the ones you want to get rid of, annoyed. But what if these dog flowers are the only remains of a life and of a person you know very little of? What if understanding these patterns might help you discover yourself and heal, maybe? You can start with sorting, assessing and archiving the few possessions your drunk, homless, dead mother who abandoned you, left behind, or sort your own -unhappy- memories or try to reconnect with your mother's family, with your roots. Or try all of them. My feeling, at the end of the book, after all this trials, is that we are what we want to become. We can be happy, though we did not experience happiness in our lives, we can have a family, even if we did not feel we belong with someone for such a long time.

  27. 5 out of 5

    Hillary Copsey

    It's interesting to me, scrolling through the reviews of this book, how many of the 1 and 2-star reviews cite their disappointment that Geller didn't give them more details about her Native American culture/family. This is a failure of marketing and, in my view, an indictment of the publishing industry's insistence on pigeonholing BIPOC authors. Yes, Geller is Native American. Yes, some of this memoir deals with her reconnecting with her family members who live on a reservation. But that's a par It's interesting to me, scrolling through the reviews of this book, how many of the 1 and 2-star reviews cite their disappointment that Geller didn't give them more details about her Native American culture/family. This is a failure of marketing and, in my view, an indictment of the publishing industry's insistence on pigeonholing BIPOC authors. Yes, Geller is Native American. Yes, some of this memoir deals with her reconnecting with her family members who live on a reservation. But that's a part of this story, which is about cycles of addiction and poverty, generational trauma and the pull of family. Further, Geller is experimenting with reporting and structure in a way that considers how much we can really know a person, how much our memory/experience meshes with someone right there with us. This book is a hard read. Geller is unflinching, refusing to soften the edges of her experiences as she tells us she once did, telling her traumas for a laugh. We don't get a happy ending or everything tied up and resolved. You might not like the way Geller handles her family, even at the end. But she's given us a brilliant, honest book, worth your time.

  28. 5 out of 5

    ♥ Sandi ❣

    3 stars Thanks to NetGalley and Penguin Random House for a chance to read and review this ARC. Book publishes on Jan 12, 2021. Someone who enjoys reading about American Indian lore would like this book. This is Geller's story about her life and the life of her mother. Geller tries to retrace the steps that lead to her mothers death from alcoholism. Sometimes reliving a life, understanding our heritage, and coming face to face with traditions is very unsettling. This book tells of Geller's journ 3 stars Thanks to NetGalley and Penguin Random House for a chance to read and review this ARC. Book publishes on Jan 12, 2021. Someone who enjoys reading about American Indian lore would like this book. This is Geller's story about her life and the life of her mother. Geller tries to retrace the steps that lead to her mothers death from alcoholism. Sometimes reliving a life, understanding our heritage, and coming face to face with traditions is very unsettling. This book tells of Geller's journey and heartbreak.

  29. 4 out of 5

    April Perdomo

    I spent some time sitting here trying to think of a way to describe the narrative style of this memoir. The best description I can think of is that it is put together like a scrapbook of memories. It is not quite linear, but all of these memories are connected. I think it is important to understand the structure of this read beforehand or otherwise the narrative style might be frustrating. This is a history that ended up sticking with me once I got my head wrapped around it. Danielle Geller was a I spent some time sitting here trying to think of a way to describe the narrative style of this memoir. The best description I can think of is that it is put together like a scrapbook of memories. It is not quite linear, but all of these memories are connected. I think it is important to understand the structure of this read beforehand or otherwise the narrative style might be frustrating. This is a history that ended up sticking with me once I got my head wrapped around it. Danielle Geller was a library archivist and I think it shows in this memoir. This feels very much like archival records. This is a story about addiction, abuse, poverty and seemingly never ending cycle of it on generation after generation. This memoir explores the impact of this cycle on not only the author's life but her mother's. It is heavy and upsetting, but it is also brave. There is a lot of strength shown in the insights here. This book has been advertised and compared to Educated and I think that is not quite accurate. I think people going in with an expectation that this is like Educated might be disappointed. While both are memoirs, both are vastly different in both style and story. I think this story deserves to be recognized as something completely different but also important. I am going to be completely honest and say this is a difficult read. This may not sell you on this book, but I can also say with confidence this is not one you will easily forget either. Blog / Insta

  30. 5 out of 5

    Viktorija

    My words feel inadequate. I had never felt that kind of love, but I had never learned how to write about happiness. This is a very powerful book that tackles important topics such as family and identity in a poignant way. It is a meditation on the strength to choose your own path while coming to terms with a complex heritage and fighting the temptation to get sucked into the ongoing destructive cycle that has already claimed so many loved ones. Geller’s writing is very unique in that it feels so f My words feel inadequate. I had never felt that kind of love, but I had never learned how to write about happiness. This is a very powerful book that tackles important topics such as family and identity in a poignant way. It is a meditation on the strength to choose your own path while coming to terms with a complex heritage and fighting the temptation to get sucked into the ongoing destructive cycle that has already claimed so many loved ones. Geller’s writing is very unique in that it feels so factual and convincing, and at the same time deeply intimate and raw. The book is cleverly structured, with the backbone of the story unfolding in near-chronological order and the spotlight returning on important events in flashbacks. The archival documents, cards, journal entries, and photographs are inserted at just the right places to flesh out the story. I particularly enjoyed the instances where she compares her memory of an event with the respective entry in her mother’s journal. The memoir is a masterclass in researching, reconstructing, remembering an entire life. Geller’s ability to write and tell a story and her varying confidence in her writing reflect her state of mind during the different periods she talks about. Those statements invite research into writing as therapy and as a way of coping with the weight of life, the weight of the suitcase with the belongings of Geller’s mother, the weight of a heritage that has to be understood and embraced. The descriptions of the Navajo reservation and Geller’s efforts to learn, understand, and connect make for some of the most compelling parts of the memoir. There is a great honesty in this kind of writing that makes the reader seem almost like an intruder in somebody else’s life. It can be an overwhelming feeling, but it means that the author has done a great job of immersing us into the story, so much so that we seem to tag along on the long drives, curl up on couches between life decisions, feel the disgust when Geller’s father shows up drunk yet again, and shiver at the immense isolation that must have pushed her mother into her downward spiral. It is by no means an easy book to read, and it can’t have been easy to write either, but it’s truly beautifully written and well worth the emotional investment.

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