I Heard the Owl Call My Name
A place of salmon runs, ancient totems, and a lesson a young vicar must learn....
Amid the grandeur of the remote Pacific Northwest stands Kingcome, a village so ancient that, according to Kwakiutl myth, it was founded by the two brothers left on earth after the great flood. The Native Americans who still live there call it Quee, a place of such incredible natural richness that hunting and fishing remain primary food sources. But the old culture of totems and potlatch is being replaces by a new culture of prefab housing and alcoholism. Kingcome's younger generation is disenchanted and alienated from its heritage. And now, coming upriver is a young vicar, Mark Brian, on a journey of discovery that can teach him -- and us -- about life, death, and the transforming power of love.
What people are saying - Write a review
I rate it a four because it was inspirational to me. Also because it is, so interesting that one choice can help you change your life around. I love how the title draws you in and the book hooks you to it. I know now that you shouldn't not fear death but at least sometime you should embrace.
There are no real surprises in this brief novel.Within the first few paragraphs the reader learns that the main character, a young vicar, will die in the next couple of years. We know that he does not know this himself & is about to embark on a quest that will shape his brief destiny. We know that the Indian fishing village he is being sent to is the "hardest parish." And yet, even knowing all that, everything is fresh & alive. The revelations are real & touching. The "Indian wisdom" is truly wise & the lessons learned more than believable. And when I sobbed at the end it was not really because he died. After all, I knew that would happen all along. No, I wept freely because it felt so true, because it felt like he had completed his journey - one that i had taken with him.