Come Home. Love, Dad

Come Home. Love, Dad warmly introduces us to magical mirrors of every color and shape, giant balls of string, brothers wearing Davy Crockett T-shirts, and stalwart lions who guard the entrance to the Art Institute.

Shelly Reuben’s description of her father’s escapades in the kitchen, “if flour footprints aren’t on the floors and carpets (it) doesn’t taste as good,” make you wish that you too, had been there to inhale the smell of his koochen baking in the oven.  And interspersed throughout these recollections are the enchanting letters that Sam Reuben wrote to his daughter.

Wonderful epistles imparting proverbs, reciting poetry, conveying wit, wisdom, whimsy … and always … always letting her know that he loved her, and that he wanted her to Come Home. Love, Dad.

Praise for Come Home. Love, Dad

Come Home. Love, Dad is written with the casual sweetness of unpremeditated love, and is therefore the more compelling… It’s a book of both charm and heartbreak – from Sam Reuben’s making of Koochen – ‘it’s the pleasure of watching the warm dough, when poked, puff out again like the soft belly of a warm puppy’ — to his walk to one and then another of the village shopkeepers to tell each one of the death of their friend, his son. It is Shelly Reuben’s tribute and the reader’s pleasure.” Dorothy Salisbury Davis, Grand Master Recipient – Mystery Writers Of America

“How refreshing to read a memoir by a daughter who adored her father, and a father who deserved to be adored!  There’s no dirty laundry in Come Home. Love, Dad, no sordid family secrets broadcast to the world-at-large, no whining about dysfunction and abuses.  The worst thing I can say about Shelly Reuben’s lovely and moving story of growing up with her genius-cum-dreamer dad, Sam, is that it made me jealous.  I wanted Sam to have been my dad.”  Kathryn Kennison, Director and Co-Founder – Magna cum Murder.  Ball State University.