For reasons I can't exactly describe, I really liked this book. I think I liked that while it wasn't anything new, everything was put together differently from what I'm used to reading. A lot of the story centered on how WWII affected a community, only this time, that community was in Canada. I don't think I've ever read a Canadian WWII story before. There was unrequited love, only it didn't end with happily ever after. There was family drama, much of it tragic, only it wasn't overly-dramatic. The story comes in the form of a letter written from a father who does not know his daughter and does not know what his daughter knows about him, but it came across as simple and honest. I think I'd like to get a letter (ok, a book) like that from the father I don't know. There were no excuses and really no apologies other than regret at not trying harder to be a part of his daughter's life.
There were normal, decent characters as well as a couple of off-beat ones, throughout the story. And there was a library, then library degrees and the job of librarian often hovering in the background.
Again, I can't really say why I liked this book. I just did.