A daily journal of our lives (begun in October 2010), in photos (many taken by my wife, Evie) and words, mostly from our home on Chautauqua Lake, in Western New York, where my wife Evie and I live, after my having retired from teaching English for forty-five years in Hawaii, Turkey, and Ohio. We have three children, seven grandchildren, and one great-grandson, as you will notice if you follow my blog since we often travel to visit them. Photo from our porch taken on 11/03/2024 at 7:07 AM
Thursday, April 7, 2011
THE DAWN PATROL: DON WINSLOW
An easy fast read, set in San Diego, the novel follows surfer/PI Boone Daniels and his junior high buddies, all surfers on the dawn patrol, all filling out the usual jobs, from life guard, to cop, to surfer girl. The story involves drugs, a murder of an exotic dancer, illegal immigrants (of course), child procurement, and conflict between one's desire for money and power and integrity or honor. Boone lives on the edge, between the law and honor, wins the day obviously, and though it's not a great book, I did like the surf bum temperament of the book. It reminded me of my days in Hawaii, surfing at dawn, watching the sun rise over the mountains. Not as much sex as his other books, but lots of foul language, various malicious bad guys, and some violence. Samoans and Hawaiians figure in the book, with their code of family, which often conflicts with their occupations (drugs). They display a peculiar kind of honor, though we find that it's not as admirable as it seems, more a veneer hiding pure malice. Boone saves the girls, the stripper, almost drowns the bad guy, loses his 'surfer girl', but ends up winning another wahine, the beautiful, hot lawyer, Petra, who started the conflict in the beginning by hiring Boone to find a client. What goes around comes around.
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