I read this book for the Back
to the Classics Challenge 2017.
Small Town D.A.
– Robert Traver
Michigan's Upper Peninsula is known as God’s country, a
great place for hunting, fishing, snowshoeing, skiing, and canoeing. Besides
dairy-farming, its industries were mainly of the extractive kind – lumbering
and mining. In this memoir of Traver’s 14 years as a D.A. in Marquette County,
he describes offenders of descents such as Finnish, Scandinavian, Italian,
Irish, Cornish, with the occasional American Indian tossed in. The crime to be
prosecuted was often drunk driving, as we would expect. But there were also
cases of rape and murder. For extra thrills, thankfully rare, there were
kidnapping, adultery and even bastardy cases.
Each chapter of the book is an anecdote about a specific
case or numerous stories about a certain kind of crime. His anecdotes of the brutal
crimes that happen in remote places will prime us to roll our eyes the next
time we hear somebody in the Heartland say, “Things like that just don’t happen here,” or see
the headline, “Girl’s Violent End has Maine Village in Shock.” The chapter on the troubled teenager who killed a child will break hearts, as the kind of unfortunate story still ripped from the headlines. I think this will be my last true-crime book for a long time.
The tone, however, is generally upbeat, benevolent and humorous. Traver is inconsistent in that in the preface he believes the human nature is basically good and later he says we have to take human nature as we find it. But his stories also illustrate his belief that human beings are resilient and enduring. That we’re tough, tougher than we give ourselves credit for, is something I can believe.
The tone, however, is generally upbeat, benevolent and humorous. Traver is inconsistent in that in the preface he believes the human nature is basically good and later he says we have to take human nature as we find it. But his stories also illustrate his belief that human beings are resilient and enduring. That we’re tough, tougher than we give ourselves credit for, is something I can believe.
The real name of the author was John D. Voelker. He was
born in 1903 in Ishepeming, in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula. He went to law school
at the University of Michigan. He returned to his home region to lawyer,
becoming a D.A. in Marquette Country. He wrote this memoir in 1954 and says in
the preface that he did not aspire to higher political office or judgeships.
People change their minds and he didn’t say no when Gov. G. Mennen Williams
appointed him to the Michigan Supreme Court. During this stint, he somehow
found the time to write, under the pen name above, the courtroom novel Anatomy of a Murder, which became a
monster best-seller and hit movie starring James Stewart, Lee Remick, and Ben Gazzara (his best performance, probably), with the soundtrack composed by Billy
Strayhorn and Duke Ellington.
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