To Your Scattered Bodies Go (Riverworld Series Book 1) by Philip Jose’ Farmer
Scenario: You’re dead. But you wake up naked next to a bunch of other people, next to a river, a plain, and impassable mountain ranges on either side. There’s a mushroom that provides food, smokes, and clothing. As far as you can tell, everyone who ever lived has also appeared next to this extremely long river. Also, everyone is 25 years old or younger.
What’s up with that?
I see from the bio that Philip Jose’ Farmer was born in 1918 in Terre Haute, IN, which is 5 years after and 20 miles from the time and place when my grandfather, Floyd Lucas, was born. I wonder if they met at a barn dance.
I’ve got Book 2 queued up.
I respectfully disagree with Mr. 5 I think the story progresses nicely through the series.
Oh, and my grandmother may have been at that same barn dance. Valparaiso is not that far.
Knife fight!
I wonder if our grandparents dated. They were from Pleasantville (Pleasanton? Pleasantburg?).
Well my grandfather was about twenty years older and from the big city of Chicago. My grandmother was his second wife.
Any love letters to or from a “Eunice Biggs”?
I shall check the records. Floyd married a Thelma, so I’m sure he wouldn’t have been averse to dating a Eunice.
I understand she was quite a looker. Perhaps even the central leg joint of apis mellifera.