Girls from Ames
“At first, they were just names to me. Karla, Kelly, Marilyn, Jane, Jenny. Karen, Cathy, Angela, Sally, Diana. Sheila.”
This is how Jeffrey Zaslow’s non-fiction work The Girls from Ames begins. 11 names, 11 girls, 11 friends. These are the girls from Ames. I picked up the book in the non-fiction section of the library a few months ago. It was this or a new biography on Emily Dickenson. Emily and I were never great friends, so the Girls won. It looked cute, a book about friendship, and I could use some light reading with Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur coming up. I did not expect the deeply engrossing story of these seemingly ordinary women and their extraordinary friendship.
A man writing about women you say? I won’t even bother with the question. Zaslow himself deals with it in many interviews, so I’ll let him justify his reasons. But what I didn’t know before I read this book was that Zaslow wrote the phenomenal Last Lecture with Randy Pausch. Maybe if I’d known that, I would have gone for Emily.
Zaslow starts off with biographies of the girls, then weaves together the many threads that make up the intricacy of their many faceted friendship. The good girl, the pretty one, the rebel. Everyone woman can find a woman or a snapshot of their life to relate to. Ok fine, now I’ll address the issue of a man writing a book about women and friendship. I would argue it took a man to write this book, because only a man could be naive enough to believe that he could listen objectively and try to map out such a thing as a friendship, and yet still become lost in its beauty. Only a man could parse out these experiences without taking sides or making any of them into sinners or saints. Zaslow portrays them exactly as they are with such detail that you feel you could pick them out in a crowd. The effect is riveting.
The Girls from Ames did not turn out the light reading I thought it would be. It turned out to be exactly what I love about good books, a book that makes me think about my own life. This book made me examine my friendships and what they mean to me. The Girls from Ames is a must read for every woman! At first they were just names to me: Karla, Kelly, Marilyn, Jane, Jenny. Karen, Cathy, Angela, Sally, Diana. Sheila. By the end, they became my friends too.
Grade: A

