A MEDICINE GAME, men in friendship! rare find!

A MEDICINE GAME
JASON DONVILLE
North Vanguard Press (non-affiliate Amazon link)
$4.99 Kindle edition, available now

Rating: 3.5* of five

The Publisher Says: Some games are played for victory. Others are played for healing.

When Moose and Jonathan, infantry officers in the Canadian Army and best friends since meeting at Royal Roads Military College, deploy to Sarajevo as peacekeepers, they are thrust into the inferno of a genocidal war. Tasked with reopening the city’s airport—a vital lifeline for humanitarian aid—they soon confront the brutal realities of human violence and the fragile boundaries of moral certainty. Snipers deliberately target civilians, often children, while the soldiers who witness these atrocities are ordered to remain neutral, powerless to intervene.

For Jonathan, a Mohawk soldier from the Haudenosaunee Confederacy, healing has always meant something different. He carries with him something older than the uniform he wears: lacrosse—the Creator’s Game, known as the Medicine Game when played for healing.

Some wounds cannot be left on the battlefield. And the journey home demands a different kind of courage.

Spanning continents and generations, from Canada’s Pacific coast to the shattered streets of Sarajevo and the living traditions of Six Nations, A Medicine Game is a haunting and tender meditation on friendship, sacrifice, moral injury, and the long road home. Rooted in memory and illuminated by love, it speaks to an ancient truth: we are not healed before we learn to love. Rather, it is love itself that leads us—gently, and sometimes painfully—toward healing.

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My Review: I've been vaguely aware of the existence of a game called lacrosse since Calvin's nemesis Susie Derkins hit him with a snowball she'd chucked at him with one of the game's playing sticks. (Clearly I'm not interested enough to find out anything about it, but at least now I know it exists.) I was acutely aware of the Tutsi and Bosnian genocides that took place in the same decade as each other, and as Calvin and Hobbes introduced me to lacrosse. The idea that lacrosse could heal the PTSD of the soldiers who were forced by bizarre and humanity-denying rules simply to watch as murderers commit murder on an industrial scale, then, would never, not once, occur to me.

It still would not after reading this story where it does.

It was a painful story to read, that of the companions Jonathan and Moose as they navigate young manhood seeking their places in the military. I wanted to shout at them, to force them to utilize their evident and complementary skills in humane ways not in military endeavors. Instead they are front and center for the Bosnian religious genocide; it unsurprisingly leaves them floundering amid unresolved trauma once they're home in Canada.

I did enjoy the evocations of Canada as a locale and as a polity that's the antithesis of the wartime theater of operations. I'm not surprised the characters were always processing their grief and rage in their homeland; the contrast could not be more stark. It was worth noting that the men who became friends under hard training, then harsh service conditions, remained friends...too few stories feature men in friendship with each other, so it was very pleasant to see.