Although Richard Bausch’s Peace takes
place during war, its stories of home shed light on the function of
storytelling in war. One passage in particular, in which the soldier Marson
talks baseball with a young Italian boy, contains a story of home. Bausch
writes “Marson did not tell [the boy], […] that he had been a left-handed
pitcher in the Washington Senators organization for almost two years. To do so
would’ve meant having to talk about it, and he did not want to do that anymore,
did not want to think about being home and playing baseball, since it dejected
him so much and made him realize with such sorrow where he actually was”
(Bausch 55). This passage illustrates Marson’s dislike of storytelling—at least
stories about home—on the warfront. More broadly, it emphasizes how even
stories of home prove little comfort in the misery of war, but in fact can make
the misery even more uncomfortable.
The novel focuses almost exclusively on the warfront, rarely dipping
into characters’ pasts and never dwelling long enough for the reader to get
comfortable before pulling their attention back to the war. In this passage in
particular, the narration follows the train of Marson’s thoughts as they turn
from the comforting subject of baseball back to the painful realization of his
current, miserable surroundings. His situation was bleak before; however, in
contrast to “being home and playing baseball,” it becomes so miserable he
cannot even mention it by name, referring to it only as “where he actually
was.” From this, he concludes it is better not to share stories of home at all,
as the memory of peaceful times, rather than bringing comfort to soldiers in times
of war, only servers to make the war more miserable.
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