A daily review of books worth your time

As an Amazon Associate we earn from qualifying purchases.
Robert Kolker tells the story of the Galvins, a postwar American family with twelve children, six of whom developed schizophrenia. It's a harrowing family saga and a lucid history of how psychiatry tried, and repeatedly failed, to understand the illness, woven together with remarkable control.
The Review
On its surface the Galvin family was a portrait of mid-century aspiration: a charismatic Air Force father, a mother determined to raise a perfect brood, twelve children in a house outside Colorado Springs. Then, one by one, six of the sons began to come apart, sliding into psychosis, violence, delusion, and institutionalization across the 1960s and 70s. Kolker reconstructs what that did to a household from the inside, and the early chapters have an almost unbearable accumulating dread as you watch the family's denial harden against a catastrophe it cannot name, while the well siblings learn to survive a home turned dangerous.
What makes the book more than a chronicle of suffering is the second story Kolker braids through it. The Galvins, it turned out, became a crucial research subject for scientists trying to crack the genetics of schizophrenia, a family with enough affected members to offer a rare statistical window. Kolker uses them as a thread to narrate the whole fraught history of how the field understood the disease, from the cruel old theory that blamed cold mothers, through the medication era, to the contemporary search for genetic markers. He's careful and even-handed with the science, neither overselling the breakthroughs nor dismissing them, and he makes the intellectual history as compelling as the family drama.
The reporting is the foundation, and it's extraordinary. Kolker had deep access to the surviving Galvins, and he renders each of the twelve as a distinct person rather than a symptom or a data point. The two youngest, both daughters, become the book's emotional center: girls who grew up amid the chaos, were harmed by it in ways that took decades to surface, and eventually had to decide how much of their family they could bear to reckon with. Their later willingness to participate in research, to turn their own painful inheritance into something that might help others, gives the book its quiet, hard-won grace, and complicates any easy line between victim and survivor.
Readers should be prepared for genuinely heavy material; the book does not look away from abuse, suicide, and the grind of severe mental illness, and the cast of twelve siblings takes some attention to track early on. The science, too, ends without the clean resolution a tidier narrative would have manufactured, because the science itself hasn't resolved. But Kolker's restraint is exactly right for the subject. He never sensationalizes, never reduces these people to a case, and the result is a work of narrative nonfiction that earns comparison to the best of the form: humane, rigorous, and genuinely illuminating about an illness most of us understand only through fear. It's a hard read that leaves you with more compassion than dread, which is no small thing.
Reviewed by Ellis
As an Amazon Associate we earn from qualifying purchases.