Synopsis
All Margie Kresbach wants to do is get her husband Carl to Rome, thinking a romantic locale (and the fact that he won’t then be able to sleep across the hall, like at home) will rekindle their relationship.
Instead she finds herself in the unwanted role of tour organizer to a motley crew of Wobegonians who believe they are on a pilgrimage to tend the gravesite of a Lake Wobegon son, fallen during WWII and buried, purportedly, near the Coliseum.
But she and they unexpectedly find that distance from Lake Wobegon quickens their sense of community and awakens their memories. Soon they find themselves sharing stories of astonishing frankness and self-revelation.
The Washington Post - Steve Amick
In Garrison Keillor's laugh-filled umpteenth novel…the Wobegonians travel abroad for the first time. And they negotiate the streets of Rome and their feelings the same way they do back home—by telling stories about other Wobegonians…Once the chuckles subside, [Keillor] leaves us with an engaging, moving look at the true, daily heroics: people struggling to go ahead and love those they've thrown in with, or—short of that—at least overcome the urge to give them a good choking.