
And maybe it’s what I learned in my mature years that the freedoms I accepted were not so equally available to everyone. Maybe it’s what I know as a psychologist that the core idea of authentic love as described in the author’s opening is indeed the way of personal and cultural growth. Maybe it was believing in a United States where that was possible for everyone. Maybe it was the belief my neighborhood encouraged in taking responsibility for one’s own life even while granting the same right to others. Maybe it was my parent’s encouragement of positive goals in life and utter discouragement of humiliating child training techniques. Or maybe it’s just that it’s so sensible. After all, my parents were immigrants from Sweden, immersed in a Swedish-American culture that constituted the theme of my own growth experience in the twentieth century.


“The core idea is that authentic love and friendship are possible only between individuals who are independent and equal.” (p.50)

(Maybe as you read it, you’ll think of My Father’s House. Recently I posted this review on amazon and Goodreads.
