When his wife was pregnant, James M. Chesbro started having daydreams of seeing a lion in his street, padding toward his house through the snowflakes of a New England storm. He felt more like a son, still grieving over the early loss of his own father, rather than a prepared expectant-dad. In these essays, Chesbro finds himself disoriented and bewildered by fatherhood again and again as he explores the maddening moments that provide occasions for new understandings about our children and us. "James Chesbro makes the mundane memorable. His clear and resonant voice makes every word feel as if it was written just for you. Smart, witty, and relatable, I'm always waiting for that next word, anxious to read on the page what I've so often felt in my heart."--B.J. Hollars, author of Flock Together, From the Mouths of Dogs, This Is Only a Test, and Sightings "Whether writing about missing his father during the solitude of an early morning, or musing about an elderly, lonely neighbor, Chesbro's essays are moving, thoughtful, and beautiful. I love reading his work."--Jerald Walker, author ofThe World in Flames and Street Shadows "A lawn mower, a train ride, a rubber ball, a wooden bridge over flapping fish--in A Lion in the Snow, James M. Chesbro has gathered together the small objects and moments that unite fathers and sons to produce a brilliant book."--Sam Borden, senior writer for ESPNand former foreign correspondent forThe New York Times
