historical fiction
In West With Giraffes, Woodrow Wilson Nickel, aka Woody Nickel, is 105 years old
when he puts to paper the story that most defined his life. As a teenager, he had been the sole survivor of
his family from the Dust Bowl and, alone in the world, he happened to witness
the landing of a ship in NYC that had struggled through a hurricane to bring two
giraffes to an American zoo. He decided to follow the truck transporting them
from NY to the San Diego Zoo with the hope that he could find a future in
California.
The bulk of the novel was Woody’s telling of the time in his
youth when he traveled west with the giraffes. He was brave and determined to do anything to survive. He
stumbled through life’s situations as they happened, doing the best he could
and thinking on his feet. He was hapless but kept a positive attitude. His
journey included a fun cast of characters and adventures. Sometimes, his stories held a lot of
humor.
However, the main story is wrapped in a delicious outer
package—the more current storyline where centenarian Woody is writing down his story. And that is the part that really gives this
novel heart. The ending makes the rest
of the novel so much better. Woody was
fun to get to know and I couldn’t help rooting for him. He was a good guy who
flew by the seat of his pants from one day to the next. His intentions were
good. And he had a heart of gold.
Lynda Rutledge took a true event—the arrival of giraffes in NYC in 1938 after surviving a hurricane at sea (aka the Yankee Clipper) and their road trip to the Pacific coast—and created a fictional story around it. I thought she did a fabulous job. She touched on so much American history during Woody’s life and I learned quite a few things I hadn’t known before. For animal lovers, especially, this book is heartwarming.

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