Acclaimed children’s
writer Marilyn Sachs passed away on
December 28, 2016. Author of more than forty books, Marilyn played an important
role in children’s literature as it moved from the idealized and sentimental
stories of the 1950s to the more realistic situations and multidimensional
characters that developed in the 1960s and beyond. Her books inspired deep loyalties
in children who strongly identified with her heroines. Marilyn was also my
literary mentor during the time she was my mother-in-law from 1986 to 1998.
Marilyn Sachs |
When I think about Marilyn I always recall the apartment
where she lived for more than four decades on 31st Avenue in the San
Francisco’s Richmond District. That flat was a temple to art, filled with the
wonderful woodcarvings of female figures by her husband of seventy years (yes, seventy years!), the sculptor and political activist, Morris Sachs. All of
Morris’s statues have Marilyn’s wide hips.
The Sachs apartment also held many works by artists whom Marilyn
and Morris had befriended once they moved to the Bay Area in 1960: a print of
farm workers in a field by Emmy Lou Packard; and
furiously charcoaled figures by Ethel Weiner Guttman. There were Navajo
blankets on the walls of the dining room, and Persian carpets on the parquet
floors, as well as a table in the breakfast room that Morris himself crafted from a redwood tree
burl.
In that apartment, Marilyn entertained a river of guests. A
master of the art of conversation, Marilyn could draw out the shyest person. She
was not afraid to toss in her two cents with even the most gregarious visitors.
Marilyn once taught me that you could tell how interested a person was in what
you were saying by their occasional unconscious replies. “Uh huh, uh huh,” means polite interest, but the person is mostly bored, and
you should change the topic. “Yeah, yeah,” on the other hand, means “Tell me
more!”
There were always travelers passing through San Francisco
having tea or dinner at the Sachs’s apartment. Marilyn was the most entertaining
of hosts, keeping everyone laughing with her sharp witticisms delivered with
her unpretentious, New York accent.
Marilyn’s work as a writer was evident in her study, which
had an entire wall decorated with photos and letters sent by devoted fans who
had written personal appreciations of her books. Her novels particularly
appealed to what is oddly called in the trade, “the middle-aged child”—kids from 10 to
14—pre-teens. Marilyn understood that age group extremely well, partly because
she could recall so many great anecdotes from her own life during those years,
anecdotes that often found their way into her novels.
At the time Marilyn started writing, children’s books in the
1950s were often artificially sweet and innocent, particularly those with
female main characters. These novels often portrayed unrealistic, idealized
situations. I’m thinking, for example, of Sidney Taylor’s All-of-a-Kind Family, published in 1951, with five sisters whose
worst problem seemed to be finding a misplaced a library book.
Marilyn spent many years as a children’s librarian in the
Brooklyn and San Francisco Public Library systems. In New York, she worked on a
bookmobile that brought reading to far-flung neighborhoods, many not near a
local library. She became convinced that real children needed more naturalistic
fiction that reflected their real-life problems.
Marilyn wrote her first book, Amy Moves In, around 1954, but the
novel was so unlike most of the children’s literature of the time that it took
her ten years to get the manuscript published. In that book, the mother of the
two sisters is hit by a car, and the girls have to become self-sufficient in a
way that many children must do when there is an absent or ill parent. Amy Moves In is still in print five
decades later.
Marilyn also depicted Jewish American characters in a way
that no other children’s writer had done before. In All-of-a-Kind Family, for instance, the main characters seem to be
incessantly lighting candles for Hanukah or Shabbat. Marilyn showed the lives
of American Jews as she knew it from growing up on the tough streets of the
South Bronx in New York City.
Marilyn almost never wrote a bad book, to my mind. She was
an incredibly consistent writer. She’s best known for The Bears’ House and Veronica
Ganz, two stories of compelling misfits, Marilyn’s preferred heroes.
Among my personal favorites of her books is Call Me Ruth, a historical novel
about a girl whose single-parent father is a labor leader in the garment
industry in the early 1900s in New York.
Although Call Me Ruth is a deeply sympathetic and well-researched portrayal
of the trade union movement, the character of the mother is complex and
believable. She’s a true crusader for social justice, but a neglectful mom. This is just one of her books that shows
the influence of the great novelists, such as Charles Dickens, Jane Austen, and
Willa Cather, whose work she read over and over with enormous enjoyment and
profound understanding of how those authors structured their fictions.
Another favorite of mine is one of Marilyn’s last books, The Four Ugly Cats in Apartment 3D.
This novella is about a girl who finds several cats abandoned by a neighbor and
has to get them all adopted quickly to prevent them from being put down. It’s
interesting that the apartment number is 3D. Marilyn is a three-dimensional
children’s writer if ever there was one. She expertly combines humor and
pathos—for me, the signature of the best writers.
In addition to being an award-winning and enormously
prolific writer, turning out more than a book a year during her prime, Marilyn
was also a mentor to many authors and illustrators. Judy Blume credited Marilyn
with being both an inspiration and a help to her when she was first attempting
to get her own groundbreaking and realistic fiction published. Marilyn was also an influential member of a circle of talented children’s book authors and illustrators in
the San Francisco Bay Area that included Beverly Gherman, Susan Meyers, Maxine Rose Schnur, Susan Terris (also a poet and editor), and Ashley Wolff.
Marilyn was also a mentor to me. I attempted,
unsuccessfully, to write my own young adult novel, in emulation of her
accomplishments. When I showed Marilyn the manuscript, she had one cryptic and
wise comment I’ll never forget: “Don’t try to tie up all the loose ends.”
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Zack’s new memoir, Hugging My Father’s Ghost
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How Not to Become a Literary Dropout
Putting Together a Book Manuscript
Does the Muse Have a Cell Phone?
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Zack: Wonderful tribute essay! Marilyn several times came to my classes with her friend Fanny Krieger, about whom she wrote two books which you did not mention here--Pocketful of Seeds and Lost in America. Marilyn was just there as a friend--not as a famous author--to support Fanny and the retelling of her very difficult Shoah story. Even though Fanny is still very much with us, we will have Marilyn's two volumes on Fanny's life in perpetuity. What a fine writer and excellent person--Marilyn Sachs, Of Blessed Memory.
ReplyDeleteThanks for writing this. I have been on a Marilyn Sachs binge! I'm a grown up and got one to read out loud to my young son but then continued reading through more of her books myself. Such wonderful books! I also loved Pocketful of Seeds and its sequel, Lost in America. I'm reading The Fat Girl now. One correction: Call Me Ruth is about a "girl whose single-parent MOTHER (not father as you mistakenly put above) is a labor leader." She has really contributed so much to the middle-grade/ya cannon. And interestingly for me, at least, she died on my birthday.
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