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Book Review: The Five People You Meet in Heaven by Mitch Albom

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One of those books where the author
is bigger than the title...
     I read this book for the title.  How could I not?  I want to be as informed about the afterlife as possible, since someday I'm going to spend quite a lot of time there.  
     This book has a very interesting conception of the afterlife.  There's a God and a Heaven, but God doesn't make an appearance and Heaven is not a place of eternal rest and harp music.  Instead, Heaven is where the deceased meet with five people who influenced their lives.  From these people, the dead learn why their lives played out the way that they did.  Five People follows the journey of just one man, an amusement park maintenance employee named Eddie, through Heaven.
     I like Albom's Heaven, and the book's ending was satisfying.  But I didn't love its overall tone .  It felt preachy.  You know, everything happens for a reason.  A Chicken-Soup-for-the-Soul kind of tone.  But hey, lots of people love Chicken Soup for the Soul!  You might like this one better than I did.

      - Carly
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  1. KeitSeptember 20, 2015 at 11:07 AM

    Weeeeell, books about God and whatnot do tend to get preachy sooner or later, so no surpise there! :D

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  2. UnknownSeptember 23, 2015 at 6:44 PM

    Great Review - Tuesday's With Maury is a great book from Mitch Album.
    He is a great sports writer with the Detroit Free Press

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