Jimmy Carter's Georgia hometown has been the one constant in his life, and he pays tribute to it with Christmas in Plains, a collection of holiday memories from his childhood through his Navy days, his time as Georgia governor and U.S. president, and his very active retirement. As a schoolboy, Carter looked forward to painting many-colored magnolia leaves to mix in with the holly on the mantle. His favorite way to collect mistletoe "usually at the top of oak or pecan trees and on the ends of slender limbs, was to shoot into the clump and let the bullets or buckshot cut off some sprigs." And when his godmother went to Cleveland, Ohio, one December, he asked her to bring back a snowball. It was quite some time before he realized that the large white marble she gave him was not "a real petrified snowball." Carter's memories of holding onto faith during the Christmases of his presidency are often poignant, taking place in the context of the Iranian hostage crisis and the Soviet invasion of Afghanistan. And his postretirement experiences of Christmas are strangely, comfortingly familiar, characterized by jealousy of in-laws and generosity towards neighbors. --Michael Joseph Gross
From Publishers Weekly
This slim yet deeply textured memoir detailing former president Carter's Christmases as a boy in rural Georgia, as a naval officer, a politician and president serves as an excellent companion to his earlier, bestselling memoir, An Hour Before Daylight, but can also be read on its own as a tribute to family and a reminder that economy of gifts doesn't have to mean economy of generosity. Told in clear, honest language, these engaging vignettes range from endearing stories from his boyhood using the tinfoil from his father's cigarette packs to make tinsel for the tree as well as revealing ones Carter's thoughts and feelings during the hostage crisis in the Middle East toward the end of his presidency. These are the humble and heartfelt experiences that shaped and reflect his character: stories of his close black friends in the pre-civil rights era, of one memorable holiday involving a truckload of grapefruit, of another at Camp David, of trying to spend some quiet moments alone with his family in Plains even with the Secret Service in tow. The message illustrated throughout could not be more timely that gifts from the heart are the most important kind and should not be restricted to one's own family. (Nov.)Forecast: Comforting and inspiring, this should have very big sales among readers of Carter's previous book and bring him new readers as well.Copyright 2001 Cahners Business Information, Inc.
From Library Journal
In the last 48 years, Carter has missed Christmas in Plains, GA, only once. Here is a meditation on the annual celebration and its meaning for his family. Copyright 2001 Reed Business Information, Inc.
From Booklist
"Christmas, family, and Plains--the three are inextricable," the former president fondly muses in this series of remembrances of Christmases past, ranging chronologically from his Georgia childhood, through his years in the navy, his tenure in the governor's mansion in Atlanta, his years as president in the White House, and his eventual return to his beloved hometown. Carter stresses the religious aspects of the holiday season as he records early Christmases set in the "incredible poverty" of southwest Georgia during the Depression. His father was a farmer, and the seasons of the year "controlled priorities" on the farm. The author remembers one particular highlight of his boyhood Christmases now forbidden by law: fireworks! His father's recipe for eggnog is followed by recollections of his favorite Christmas presents. Then Carter recalls a hair-raising flight back to Plains for Christmas when he was in the Naval Academy during World War II. Once he married and had a family, Carter and his wife, Rosalynn, used his holiday off-duty time "to re-create the family customs that we remembered from our childhood." We learn of his surprise, during his first Christmas in the White House, at how many social responsibilities he had to meet during the holiday season. The chapter "Best Christmas of All" is a particularly poignant conclusion to a charming book (with illustrations by Carter's daughter, Amy). Brad Hooper
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Review
St. Petersburg Times Like Carter's earlier memoir, Christmas in Plains is straightforward, tied to family, land, and home. It is a treasure.
The Atlanta Journal-Constitution A charming account of an era when family rituals and fellowship meant more than expensive gifts.
The Philadelphia Inquirer This is a memoir that is down-to-earth, evocative, thoughtful, and, of course, fascinating on several levels. And in the end, the man telling the story becomes so much more than an author, narrator, and statesman. It isn't Mr. Carter. It isn't Mr. President. It's Jimmy.
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The Washington Post A lovely and haunting piece of work.
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Nancy Mitchell The News & Observer (Raleigh) A true memoir, a book steeped in memory and organized in part by memory's principles: the vivid takes precedence....A moving reminder of how dramatically a child can grow beyond his roots and remain at the same time profoundly attached to them.
Book Description
In this acclaimed bestseller, President Carter returns to his early years in Plains, Georgia, the same locale that enchanted readers of An Hour Before Daylight, which The New Yorker called "an American classic." He remembers the Christmas days of his boyhood and later years, re-creating here the simplicity of community and celebration with family and friends. Jimmy Carter has written another American classic in the tradition of Truman Capote's A Christmas Memory and Dylan Thomas's A Child's Christmas in Wales.
Book Info
A collection of holiday memories from Jimmy Carter's childhood through his Navy days, his time as Georgia governor and U.S. president, and his very active retirement.
Christmas in Plains: Memories FROM OUR EDITORS
In the last half century, former president Jimmy Carter has spent almost every Christmas in Plains, his cozy, rural Georgia hometown. This memoir, which possesses the sweet nostalgia of a Jimmy Stewart movie, recaptures the holidays of Carter's youth, with their handmade decorations and their simple, home-crafted gifts. The beloved ex-president pays tribute to small-town virtues and the lessons unselfconsciously in the midst of family celebrations.
FROM THE PUBLISHER
In this acclaimed bestseller, President Carter returns to his early years in Plains, Georgia, the same locale that enchanted readers of An Hour Before Daylight, which The New Yorker called "an American classic." He remembers the Christmas days of his boyhood and later years, re-creating here the simplicity of community and celebration with family and friends. Jimmy Carter has written another American classic in the tradition of Truman Capote's A Christmas Memory and Dylan Thomas's A Child's Christmas in Wales.
SYNOPSIS
During his Navy years, when he and Rosalynn were raising their young
family, they spent their Christmases together re-creating for their
children the holiday festivities of their youth: family and community;
gift-giving; eggnog; the school Nativity pageant. Jimmy Carter has
written an American holiday classic.
FROM THE CRITICS
Publishers Weekly
This slim yet deeply textured memoir detailing former president Carter's Christmases as a boy in rural Georgia, as a naval officer, a politician and president serves as an excellent companion to his earlier, bestselling memoir, An Hour Before Daylight, but can also be read on its own as a tribute to family and a reminder that economy of gifts doesn't have to mean economy of generosity. Told in clear, honest language, these engaging vignettes range from endearing stories from his boyhood using the tinfoil from his father's cigarette packs to make tinsel for the tree as well as revealing ones Carter's thoughts and feelings during the hostage crisis in the Middle East toward the end of his presidency. These are the humble and heartfelt experiences that shaped and reflect his character: stories of his close black friends in the pre-civil rights era, of one memorable holiday involving a truckload of grapefruit, of another at Camp David, of trying to spend some quiet moments alone with his family in Plains even with the Secret Service in tow. The message illustrated throughout could not be more timely that gifts from the heart are the most important kind and should not be restricted to one's own family. (Nov.) Forecast: Comforting and inspiring, this should have very big sales among readers of Carter's previous book and bring him new readers as well. Copyright 2001 Cahners Business Information.
Library Journal
This is the 18th book by the nation's 39th president, whose previous works ranged from complex policy and political analyses to highly personal poetry and reflections on life. Here, Carter reflects on Christmas from childhood to his presidency and beyond, intermingling holiday (Christmas), place (mostly Plains, GA), and people (family, friends, and neighbors). Recollections range from the surprisingly personal to the political, as he discusses everything from his painful bout with hemorrhoids in 1978, to Christmas during the difficult days of the Iran hostage crisis, to the post-1980 election holiday, to a recipe for eggnog. The result is high on personal reflections but low on deep insights. Critics will see a great deal of "fluff" here, but others will appreciate getting a closer glimpse of a decent man who brought humanity and humility to the White House and to his life after politics. [Previewed in Prepub Alert, LJ 7/01.]-Michael A. Genovese, Loyola Marymount Univ., Los Angeles Copyright 2002 Cahners Business Information.
Kirkus Reviews
From the former president, seasonal reminiscences recalling Christmases past, with tempered nostalgia and beguiling frankness. Most of the territory is familiar from Carter's previous memoirs (An Hour Before Daylight, 2001, etc.), but by highlighting the observances of a particular season in places that range from his Georgia hometown to Camp David, Carter infuses them with a fresh sensibility. He begins in the 1930s, when as a young boy he would go out into the woods with his father Earl a few days before Christmas and bring home the perfect red cedar to decorate. As he and his father searched for the tree, they also gathered sedge to make brooms as gifts for family members. Decorations were homemade; gifts were clothes (dreaded) and books (much more welcome); celebrations were rounded off with a fireworks display. Sensitive as usual to the conditions of African-Americans at the time, Carter recalls how his black neighbors celebrated. The local church was the center of their festivities on Christmas Day, the pine tree growing outside was decorated with small presents, and the children had to give recitations before they received their gifts. Family has always been important to the author; even when president, he and Rosalyn managed to get back to Plains for the day itself. As he recalls past Christmases, Carter also briefly sketches the appropriate background: his years at the Naval Academy, his marriage, and his decision to go into politics. He describes Christmases in the Navy (one on a submarine mistakenly reported to have gone down in bad weather near Pearl Harbor), during his terms as governor in the newly decorated mansion in Atlanta, and at the White House. Events in Iranincreasingly shadowed the holiday as he worked until the last moments of his presidency to set the hostages free. Vintage Carter, with his always-welcome emphasis on family, place, and the way it really was. Perfect for gift-giving. Book-of-the-Month Club/Literary Guild alternate selection; author tour