Wednesday, May 29, 2019
The Character of Elizabeth Gruber in The River Warren :: River Warren Essays
  The Character of Elizabeth Gruber in The River Warren      After  reading The River Warren by Kent Myers, I felt a kinship with Elizabeth Gruber.  Her loss had been an enormous one. Her  counterpunch to reality and the world around  her took great inner strength. The numbness and the void she was experiencing is  very real and can be all consuming if not  establish in check, not just for women but  all humans. We as humans are all different and the grief process is different  for all of us. Elizabeth, upon organism aroused from her pit of grief, realizes  that her strength and connection with her husband,  social lion, is the only thing that  is going to bring him back form his deep, dark, prison of regret, grief, and   depravity. I felt her pain in both the loss of her child and the painful silence  that her marriage had become. As Elizabeth drives to the field and assaults the  tractor with a rock, I remember times when I would have love to do the same  thing. Only I was not brav   e enough to attack the iron mistress that takes away  the farmers spare time.  Many farmers I  last respond to grief, stress and anxiety  the same way Leo Gruber does. They bury themselves in their work. There they can  think, and they have control. Many times, with all of us, the intense feelings  of guilt and sorrow make us feel as if we have lost control of our world. So we  retreat to a place where we can have control. For Leo it was his work, and his  tractor. Liz Beth brought him back to the real world. Cowboys, farmers and men  of the west learned to shut themselves off, and they werent allowed to feel or  show emotion. To these men showing real feeling and emotion was a sign of  weakness, and the weak dont survive in the west, at least that is the way they  were trained to think for many generations.  My father is a fourth generation  southwestern Dakotan. For many  years as I was growing up I wandered if he had ice in his veins, just as Jeff  had wondered about his father.  
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