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A Love Story For The Ages.

By Linsey Custard


Recently, I had the good fortune to read Some Glad Morning, a novel by Gary C. Horton. Rarely have I been so moved by a work of fiction. I was told it was a love story and that was what I expected. However, I quickly realized it was much more than that.

Some Glad Morning reminds me of the bestseller Cold Mountain by Charles Frazier, but with more heart, more soul. Some Glad Morning has a magical way of touching us down deep.

Ransom MacTavish is the main character of Some Glad Morning. He's a poor innocent when the story opens and immediately captures our heart as we willingly follow him from a dirt poor farm to fight in the First World War. On the battlefield, he comes to possess love letters from a wealthy Charleston Lady. Returning home, Ransom battles monsters of greed and racism as time and again he proves himself worthy.

Some Glad Morning is more of a quest novel propelled by the heart than purely a love story. Ransom is a hero and this is his journey as he confronts overwhelming odds to win the love of his lady. The plot reminds me of a fantasy in its cleverness and how it speaks so deeply to the human heart.

Ransom's challenges arise because of his innocence. Still, he must face and defeat the monsters of greed and stupidity. Through it all, it is his courage to love that carries him onward.

In the opening scene we are quickly captivated by Horton's sure hand as a storyteller. Few novelists are as gifted. The characters are rendered as vividly as a Technicolor dream. The settings are all highly visual and the scenes spark with an emotional charge. A scene set on the battlefield in France is so heartbreaking it will never leave you. This is the dark place from which Ransom's journey begins.

After reading Some Glad Morning, I felt reassured. Like enduring novels from the past, Some Glad Morning lifted my spirit. It gave me pause and moved me to reflect on my closest relationships and what I expected from myself.

When I finished the last page of Some Glad Morning, I regretted that it had come to an end. In some subtle way, I had been moved to remember the great loves of my life. I realize now that I am also on a journey. Everyone is. Are we strong? Are we brave? Can we go the distance for the love of our life?




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