Tuesday, August 5, 12 – 1pmFull Fathom Five: A Daughter’s Search
Mary Lee Coe Fowler, Author
Join us to hear the story behind this remarkable new memoir. Mary Lee Coe Fowler was a posthumous child, born after her father, a submarine skipper in the Pacific, was lost at sea in 1943. This is the story of her search for her father, begun nearly 50 years after his death. Fowler searched through old ships’ logs, letters, and naval communiqués; visited submarine museums, the Naval Academy, and other pertinent sites; interviewed old friends and crew members who knew her dad and mom or served concurrently; and slowly reconstructed the world in which they lived.
Her beautifully written memoir reveals what she eventually learned: of the perils and hardships of submarine service in wartime, of how her father’s sub was probably lost, and of the difficulties experienced by the families of those who do not come home from the war.
This event is free and open to the public.
When: Tuesday, August 5, 2008, 12 – 1:00 pm
Where: Maine Historical Society, 489 Congress Street, Portland
For more information call 207-774-1822 or email email@example.com
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