Summary of Dawn Schiller's The Road Through Wonderland

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#1 I was 15 in 1976 when my parents got the call that my dad was coming home from his job in Iran. My mom was working three jobs to keep up with the payments on our house, since my dad wasn’t sending any money.

#2 My father, Wayne Schiller, is a very bright man who likes being hip with his hair combed back in a cool duck’s ass and wearing his peg-leg pants. He is a master at finding a way out of an uncomfortable situation.

#3 I was born in 1959 in Munich, Germany. My parents were married in December 1959 at the city hall in Munich. We lived at 718 Main Street in the big house my great-grandfather had built. Every Sunday morning, my grandmother would make crumb cake.

#4 My grandmother and aunt were very religious. They were Lutheran by birth, but it seemed like Grandma wore the Bible on her dress. On her bad days, she would call on the devil and offer to send us to him if we didn’t mind going to hell.

• Language: English
• Publisher: IRB Media
• Release date: May 20, 2022
• ISBN: 9798822523494

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Insights on Dawn Schiller's The Road Through Wonderland

Contents

Insights from Chapter 1

Insights from Chapter 2

Insights from Chapter 3

Insights from Chapter 4

Insights from Chapter 5

Insights from Chapter 6

Insights from Chapter 7

Insights from Chapter 8

Insights from Chapter 9

Insights from Chapter 10

Insights from Chapter 11

Insights from Chapter 12

Insights from Chapter 13

Insights from Chapter 14

Insights from Chapter 15

Insights from Chapter 16

Insights from Chapter 17

Insights from Chapter 18

Insights from Chapter 19

Insights from Chapter 20

Insights from Chapter 21

Insights from Chapter 22

Insights from Chapter 1

#1

I was 15 in 1976 when my parents got the call that my dad was coming home from his job in Iran. My mom was working three jobs to keep up with the payments on our house, since my dad wasn’t sending any money.

#2

My father, Wayne Schiller, is a very bright man who likes being hip with his hair combed back in a cool duck’s ass and wearing his peg-leg pants. He is a master at finding a way out of an uncomfortable situation.

#3

I was born in 1959 in Munich, Germany. My parents were married in December 1959 at the city hall in Munich. We lived at 718 Main Street in the big house my great-grandfather had built. Every Sunday morning, my grandmother would make crumb cake.

#4

My grandmother and aunt were very religious. They were Lutheran by birth, but it seemed like Grandma wore the Bible on her dress. On her bad days, she would call on the devil and offer to send us to him if we didn’t mind going to hell.

#5

I was the firstborn of three children. I was born in Point Pleasant, New Jersey, on December 29, 1960. I had golden curls and crystal blue-green eyes exactly like my father’s. I was special, and my father loved me because I took care of him.

#6

In 1965, my father signs up for Vietnam. In 1966, he re-ups. In the Army’s Aviation Brigade, Dad becomes a helicopter door gunner stationed at Camp Holloway in Pleiku with the 119th Assault Helicopter Company, aka the Gators, or the Flying Dragons.

#7

Dad starts to go stir-crazy as a civilian. He is constantly on the lookout for better jobs, and he wants to move his family to a different state. He sells Grandma’s house and moves his family to Carol City, a middle-class suburb of Miami.

#8

I was eight years old when we moved to Florida, and I was miserable. I didn’t like the house, the weather, or the frogs that slept on the road outside. I wanted to go back home to New Jersey.

#9

As the years passed, Dad continued to search for work overseas, but nothing ever came of it. Meanwhile, in Carol City, gangs became more and more active, and school became a dangerous place to be. I had to grow up fast.

#10

I was constantly getting into fights, and I was known as the neighborhood’s fighting crazy. I was 13 years old, and I was already learning how to handle life’s difficult situations.

#11

I am the oldest child, and I am tasked with helping the family financially. I find