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A week ago today, I joined Catherine Murdock and Rita Williams-Garcia at the Philadelphia Book Festival—sat in the cold air before these brave folks and talked books and book making while the wind blew.  "Zumba for everyone," Rita signed my copy of One Crazy Summer, as I headed home.  A little joke that had crept up between us.

Today I read that signed book through, smiling bigly and longly, thinking with each page, and then with the next one, I have another perfect book to recommend.  I love when that happens.  I love adding a new title to my short list of books that I think everyone should read.  The books on my short list transcend categories because they are so well made, because they are wisdom and they are poetry and they are heart, because they are meaningful story.  Tween novel?  Teen novel?  Adult novel?  Does it matter?  I don't think it does, when the writing is this good.

One Crazy Summer tells the tale of three sisters who visit their long-ago-left-them mother in Oakland, CA.  Delphine, Vonetta, and Fern have made their trip from Brooklyn in a plane that does some wary warring with the clouds.  They've arrived to find a woman who hardly makes a show of knowing them.  They're sent to a camp sponsored by the Black Panthers.  They watch their mother (who has changed her name to something nearly unspellable) ink a press and roll out poems in a kitchen never used for cooking.  Delphine, only eleven, has to see her sisters through.  She has to understand just what this Black Panther business is.  She has to be older than she is, or does she?  Can she hold onto eleven?

My friend Susan Straight named her daughter Delphine, and so I smiled extra wide when I read these words in Summer.  Delphine is our narrator.  This is what she has to say about names:

A name is important.  It isn't something you drop in the litter basket or on the ground.  Your name is how people know you.  The very mention of your name makes a picture spring to mind, whether it's a picture of clashing fists or a mighty mountain that can't be knocked down.  Your name is who you are and how you're known even when you do something great or something dumb.

(Thank you, Kathye, for the photo.)

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This blog has a singular purpose:  To thank Kathye Fetsko Petrie, who is one of the greatest friends books (or a friend) could have, for taking my hot red Sony in the midst of this Philadelphia Book Festival moment and snapping this photo of Rita Williams-Garcia, yours truly, and Catherine Murdock.  Kathye undertook the endeavor at physical risk to herself (I didn't realize the stage was quite so high or inconvenient when I asked her if she might do it) and, well, I don't know:  I just wanted to say thank you.

Kathye, next photo's on me.

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I'm going to assume that it will be spring (wouldn't it have to be?) by the time the Philadelphia Book Festival rolls around on April 17th and 18th, so I'm thinking iris colors. I'm also inviting you to come meet me and two fantastic YA writers—Elizabeth Eulberg (The Lonely Hearts Club) and Patrick Carman (Skeleton Creek and Trackers)—on the Sunday, April 18th YA panel. Elizabeth, Patrick, and I will be on an outdoor stage that afternoon, 2 PM. Sun, I'm thinking. A sprinkling of clouds. No rain.

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