Bloor, Edward. 2006. London Calling.
Each life, in human history, begins when a person starts to walk down a path. At first it is the path that our parents tell us to walk down. Then we come to certain crossroads where we have two choices--remain on the one path or step off onto another. Sometimes our paths cross the paths of others at crucial points. This is where things can get uncontrollable, weird, unexplainable. There is a lot more you could say about life, but that's basically it.
History repeats itself only in that, from afar, we all seem to lead exactly the same life. We are all born; we all spend time here on earth; we all die. But up close, we have each walked down our own separate paths. We have stood at our own lonely crossroads. We have touched the lives of others at crucial points, for better or for worse. In the end, each of us has lived a unique life story, astounding and complicated, a story that could never be repeated.
John Martin Conway is an unforgettable narrator who takes us on his life's journey with all its unique twists and turns. His unusual story begins when he's in seventh grade at a Catholic school--All Souls Preparatory School. His friends and enemies start down a path that will lead some to respect and honor and others to shame and embarrassment. It all starts when Martin and his two friends get in a fight with the school bully Hank Lowery IV and accidentally end up damaging some school property. The problem? The school believes every word out of Lowery's mouth because his family quite literally funds the entire school. Sent into a deep depression, Martin spends the summer in his basement. And he probably would have continued down this dark path...until he receives a unique gift from his grandmother--the radio his grandfather took with him to London during World War II--a Philco 20 Deluxe. The radio with all its unique qualities (time travel) energizes him and gives him a purpose and a goal to accomplish. Could the answer for a happier future for his friends and family lay buried in the past?
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