Zusatztext A master storyteller . . . Michener! by any standards! is a phenomenon. The Wall Street Journal Sentence for sentence! writing's fastest attention grabber. The New York Times Michener has become an institution in America! ranking somewhere between Disneyland and the Library of Congress. You learn a lot from him. Chicago Tribune While he fascinates and engrosses! Michener also educates. Los Angeles Times Informationen zum Autor James A. Michener was one of the world's most popular writers, the author of more than forty books of fiction and nonfiction, including the Pulitzer Prizewinning Tales of the South Pacific, the bestselling novels The Source, Hawaii, Alaska, Chesapeake, Centennial, Texas, Caribbean, and Caravans, and the memoir The World Is My Home . Michener served on the advisory council to NASA and the International Broadcast Board, which oversees the Voice of America. Among dozens of awards and honors, he received America's highest civilian award, the Presidential Medal of Freedom, in 1977, and an award from the President's Committee on the Arts and Humanities in 1983 for his commitment to art in America. Michener died in 1997 at the age of ninety. Klappentext A brilliant tale of love and war! SAYONARA tells the story of Major Lloyd Gruver! son of an army general stationed in Japan! dating a general's daughter! and happy with his life. He didn't understand the soldiers who fell in love with Japanese girls. Then he met Hana-ogi. After that nothing mattered anymore. Nothing but her.... On April 4, 1952, I shot down my sixth and seventh MIGs. It happened up near the Yalu River and when I returned to base at J-10 I was excited. The Air Force doctor took one look at me and said, Gruver, you've had it. Boy, they were sweet words. They meant I was through flying for a while. But since I'm a West Point man I felt obligated to appear eager before the flight surgeon who had been called back from civilian life, pot belly and all. So I frowned and said, Nothing wrong with me, Doc. A bottle of beer'll fix me up. That's right, the doc agreed. He had taken my eagerness seriously and for a minute I felt a little sick inside. I didn't want to fly any more. Not just then. I wanted to appear rough and ready but I also wanted some solid chairborne duty. But the doc was smart. He laughed and said, Don't turn pale, Gruver. I was only kidding. I never take this hero stuff seriously. I relaxed and said, Thanks. I could use some Korean sleep. It's even better than that, Doc said, putting away his stethoscope. You're going back to Japan! From the way he said this you knew he thought Japan was paradise, but I'd been through the place and it never impressed me much. Dirty streets, little paper houses, squat men and fat round women. I had never understood why some Air Force people got so steamed up about Japan. I said, If you go for Japan, I suppose it's good news. I'd just as soon rest up right here at J-10. Doc said, You mean you never tangled with any of those beautiful Japanese dolls at Tachikawa? I said, I'm a four-star general's son. I don't tangle with Japanese dolls, beautiful or not. Doc looked at me sorrowfully and said, Chum, you're sicker than I thought. I hadn't meant to sound stuffy, but when you know your outfit sort of has you ticketed for fast promotion right through to colonel and maybe one-star general by the time you're thirty-five, a lot of the ordinary razzle-dazzle connected with military life doesn't impress you. On the other hand, I had always tried not to act superior to reserve officers just because they were civilians at heart. I said, I'll think of you, Doc, w...

ldquo;A master storyteller . . . Michener, by any standards, is a phenomenon.”—The Wall Street Journal
 
“Sentence for sentence, writing’s fastest attention grabber.”—The New York Times
 
“Michener has become an institution in America, ranking somewhere between Disneyland and the Library of Congress. You learn a lot from him.”—Chicago Tribune
 
“While he fascinates and engrosses, Michener also educates.”—Los Angeles Times

Autorentext

James A. Michener was one of the world’s most popular writers, the author of more than forty books of fiction and nonfiction, including the Pulitzer Prize–winning Tales of the South Pacific, the bestselling novels The Source, Hawaii, Alaska, Chesapeake, Centennial, Texas, Caribbean, and Caravans, and the memoir The World Is My Home. Michener served on the advisory council to NASA and the International Broadcast Board, which oversees the Voice of America. Among dozens of awards and honors, he received America’s highest civilian award, the Presidential Medal of Freedom, in 1977, and an award from the President’s Committee on the Arts and Humanities in 1983 for his commitment to art in America. Michener died in 1997 at the age of ninety.

Klappentext

A brilliant tale of love and war, SAYONARA tells the story of Major Lloyd Gruver, son of an army general stationed in Japan, dating a general's daughter, and happy with his life. He didn't understand the soldiers who fell in love with Japanese girls. Then he met Hana-ogi. After that nothing mattered anymore. Nothing but her....

Zusammenfassung
From a great master of historical fiction comes a brilliant tale of love amid war. James A. Michener combines powerful storytelling with deep sensitivity in this novel of a U.S. Army man who, against all odds, falls for a fascinating Japanese woman. Stationed in the exotic Far East, Major Lloyd Gruver considers himself lucky. The son of a general, dating the daughter of another powerful military family, he can look forward to a bright future. And he just can’t understand guys like Private Joe Kelly, who throw away their lives in the States by marrying local girls. But then Lloyd meets Hana-ogi. After that, nothing matters anymore . . . nothing but her.
 
Praise for James A. Michener
 
“A master storyteller . . . Michener, by any standards, is a phenomenon.”—The Wall Street Journal
 
“Sentence for sentence, writing’s fastest attention grabber.”—The New York Times
 
“Michener has become an institution in America, ranking somewhere between Disneyland and the Library of Congress. You learn a lot from him.”—Chicago Tribune
 
“While he fascinates and engrosses, Michener also educates.”—Los Angeles Times

Leseprobe
On April 4, 1952, I shot down my sixth and seventh MIGs. It happened up near the Yalu River and when I returned to base at J-10 I was excited. The Air Force doctor took one look at me and said, “Gruver, you’ve had it.”
 
Boy, they were sweet words. They meant I was through flying for a while. But since I’m a West Point man I felt obligated to appear eager before the flight surgeon who had been called back from civilian life, pot belly and all. So I frowned and said, “Nothing wrong with me, Doc. A bottle of beer’ll fix me up.”
 
“That’s right,” the doc agreed.
 
He had taken my eagerness seriously and for a minute I felt a little sick inside. I didn’t want to fly any more. Not just then. I wanted to appear rough and ready but I also wanted some solid chairborne duty.
 
But the doc was smart. He laughed and said, “Don’t turn pale, Gruver. I was only kidding. I never take this hero stuff seriously.”
 
“I relaxed and said, “Thanks. I could use some Korean sleep.”
 
“It’s even better than that,” Doc said, putting away his stethoscope. “You’re going back to Japan!&…