The Blue Star is the story of Jim the Boy as a high school senior, against the background of Pearl Harbor. I picked it up because I had loved Jim the Boy and I was disappointed: The Blue Star is full of cliched characters and situations: the poor but proud coed, the war hero who isn’t, the marriage forced by an early pregnancy, the exploitative landlord – and never seems to rise above them, although the writing is as limpid as in the original. Perhaps it is because Jim never quite finds the right voice for an eighteen-year old; he’s at turn too childish (would his mother really punish him for a trivial lie?) or too manly.
The book does contain a wonderfully bad, hackneyed high school commencement address, if you go for that sort of things.
Read Jim the Boy instead!