Warhead: The True Story of One Teen Who Almost Saved the World
An often hilarious and always relevant memoir about one teen boy's battle with brain cancer and his Starlight Children's Foundation wish: to meet Mikhail Gorbachev in Russia and plead for nuclear disarmament and world peace.

It's 1986, and Jeff is an average fifteen-year-old: he thinks a lot about dating, he bounces around with his friends, and he's trying his hardest to get a car. Conversely, the world around him feels crazy: the United States and the Soviet Union are at glaring odds, with their leaders in a standoff, and that awful word, "nuclear," is on everyone's mind. Then, boom--Jeff learns that he has brain cancer and it's likely terminal. Well, that puts a damper on his summer plans and romantic prospects, doesn't it?

Jeff's family rallies around him, but they are fiercely complicated--especially Jeff's father, a man who can't say "I love you" even during the worst of Jeff's treatment. So when the Starlight Children's Foundation offers to grant Jeff a wish, he makes one certain to earn his father's respect: he asks to travel to Moscow and meet with Mikhail Gorbachev to discuss nuclear disarmament and ending the Cold War. Nothing like achieving world peace to impress a distant father, right? Jeff has always been one to aim high.

Jeff's story is dark, but it's also funny, romantic, and surprising. As his life swings from incredibly ordinary to absolutely incredible, he grapples with the big questions of mortality, war, love, hope, and miracles.

"A sweet but unsentimental account of a truly fascinating nuclear childhood. Henigson had me at 'Gorbachev.'" --Gary Shteyngart, New York Times bestselling author of Little Failure and Lake Success

"It's a tale well-told--always gripping, often heartbreaking, and ultimately uplifting." --Booklist
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Warhead: The True Story of One Teen Who Almost Saved the World
An often hilarious and always relevant memoir about one teen boy's battle with brain cancer and his Starlight Children's Foundation wish: to meet Mikhail Gorbachev in Russia and plead for nuclear disarmament and world peace.

It's 1986, and Jeff is an average fifteen-year-old: he thinks a lot about dating, he bounces around with his friends, and he's trying his hardest to get a car. Conversely, the world around him feels crazy: the United States and the Soviet Union are at glaring odds, with their leaders in a standoff, and that awful word, "nuclear," is on everyone's mind. Then, boom--Jeff learns that he has brain cancer and it's likely terminal. Well, that puts a damper on his summer plans and romantic prospects, doesn't it?

Jeff's family rallies around him, but they are fiercely complicated--especially Jeff's father, a man who can't say "I love you" even during the worst of Jeff's treatment. So when the Starlight Children's Foundation offers to grant Jeff a wish, he makes one certain to earn his father's respect: he asks to travel to Moscow and meet with Mikhail Gorbachev to discuss nuclear disarmament and ending the Cold War. Nothing like achieving world peace to impress a distant father, right? Jeff has always been one to aim high.

Jeff's story is dark, but it's also funny, romantic, and surprising. As his life swings from incredibly ordinary to absolutely incredible, he grapples with the big questions of mortality, war, love, hope, and miracles.

"A sweet but unsentimental account of a truly fascinating nuclear childhood. Henigson had me at 'Gorbachev.'" --Gary Shteyngart, New York Times bestselling author of Little Failure and Lake Success

"It's a tale well-told--always gripping, often heartbreaking, and ultimately uplifting." --Booklist
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Warhead: The True Story of One Teen Who Almost Saved the World

Warhead: The True Story of One Teen Who Almost Saved the World

by Jeff Henigson

Narrated by Jeff Henigson

Unabridged — 9 hours, 23 minutes

Warhead: The True Story of One Teen Who Almost Saved the World

Warhead: The True Story of One Teen Who Almost Saved the World

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Overview

An often hilarious and always relevant memoir about one teen boy's battle with brain cancer and his Starlight Children's Foundation wish: to meet Mikhail Gorbachev in Russia and plead for nuclear disarmament and world peace.

It's 1986, and Jeff is an average fifteen-year-old: he thinks a lot about dating, he bounces around with his friends, and he's trying his hardest to get a car. Conversely, the world around him feels crazy: the United States and the Soviet Union are at glaring odds, with their leaders in a standoff, and that awful word, "nuclear," is on everyone's mind. Then, boom--Jeff learns that he has brain cancer and it's likely terminal. Well, that puts a damper on his summer plans and romantic prospects, doesn't it?

Jeff's family rallies around him, but they are fiercely complicated--especially Jeff's father, a man who can't say "I love you" even during the worst of Jeff's treatment. So when the Starlight Children's Foundation offers to grant Jeff a wish, he makes one certain to earn his father's respect: he asks to travel to Moscow and meet with Mikhail Gorbachev to discuss nuclear disarmament and ending the Cold War. Nothing like achieving world peace to impress a distant father, right? Jeff has always been one to aim high.

Jeff's story is dark, but it's also funny, romantic, and surprising. As his life swings from incredibly ordinary to absolutely incredible, he grapples with the big questions of mortality, war, love, hope, and miracles.

"A sweet but unsentimental account of a truly fascinating nuclear childhood. Henigson had me at 'Gorbachev.'" --Gary Shteyngart, New York Times bestselling author of Little Failure and Lake Success

"It's a tale well-told--always gripping, often heartbreaking, and ultimately uplifting." --Booklist

Editorial Reviews

AUGUST 2019 - AudioFile

Author Jeff Henigson takes full advantage of the opportunity to narrate the funny, frequently bittersweet story of his teenage battle with brain cancer and the life-changing journey that arose from it. Henigson manages to project the wistfulness, angst, and fear of a 15-year-old whose biggest hope morphs from wanting to launch a rocket with his dad to hoping to survive cancer. Listeners will relate not only to Jeff’s dream but also to the relationships he has with his soft-spoken and supportive mother and his stern and gruff father, who remains unable to relate to a wish granted by the Starlight Children’s Foundation for Jeff to travel to the U.S.S.R in the name of world peace. E.J.F. © AudioFile 2019, Portland, Maine

From the Publisher

A sweet but unsentimental account of a truly fascinating nuclear childhood. Henigson had me at ‘Gorbachev.’” —Gary ShteyngartNew York Times bestselling author of Little Failure and Lake Success

An inspiring story of a teen fighting to save his life while also trying to save the world. Touching, vivid, full of humor and heartWarhead shows what is possible when we refuse to accept a diagnosis of despair.” —David Ebershoff, bestselling author of The Danish Girl and The 19th Wife
 
“Jeff Henigson’s incredible true story is both global and personalWarhead is about the battle all teenagers face as they struggle to carve a place for themselves in a world they did not create—but one that desperately needs them.” —Maya Van Wagenen, author of Popular

"Readers will root for him...even as Jeff navigates hormonal impulses, a thrilling trip to Moscow, and the looming threat of cancer, we are anchored by the deep affection for his mother and desperate yearning for fatherly love. It’s a tale well-told—always gripping, often heartbreaking, and ultimately uplifting. A useful story about navigating matters of the heart in times of personal—and global—crisis." —Booklist

School Library Journal

07/01/2019

Gr 7 Up—Henigson's heartfelt and funny memoir captures his tumultuous teenage years during the Cold War. At 15, he survived a bike accident, experienced seizures for the first time, and was diagnosed with brain cancer. While undergoing chemotherapy, radiation, and surgery, Henigson did his best to put on a brave face for his anxious mother, emotionally distant father, and best friend, Paul. In a cancer support group meeting, Henigson learned that many of the other teens had their wishes granted by the Starlight Children's Foundation, which could grant his wish, too. After giving it much thought, he decided on a wish he hoped would make his father proud—to travel to the Soviet Union and talk peace with Premier Mikhail Gorbachev. While met with resistance, Henigson was able to make the trip alongside the Youth Ambassadors of America. His time there was life changing. Despite not being able to meet Gorbachev, the author formed friendships with both American and Soviet teens, was interviewed by Soviet media, and had an invaluable conversation with famous scientist Dr. Evgeny Velikhov. After returning to the States, Henigson faced additional struggles. He felt his parents were disinterested in learning about the trip, and his closest friend from the cancer support group passed away. The book is filled with many painful memories but still peppered with humor throughout. VERDICT Henigson's strength, passion, and conviction will inspire readers. A unique and informative addition to any high school or YA biography collection.—Jess Gafkowitz, Brooklyn Public Library

AUGUST 2019 - AudioFile

Author Jeff Henigson takes full advantage of the opportunity to narrate the funny, frequently bittersweet story of his teenage battle with brain cancer and the life-changing journey that arose from it. Henigson manages to project the wistfulness, angst, and fear of a 15-year-old whose biggest hope morphs from wanting to launch a rocket with his dad to hoping to survive cancer. Listeners will relate not only to Jeff’s dream but also to the relationships he has with his soft-spoken and supportive mother and his stern and gruff father, who remains unable to relate to a wish granted by the Starlight Children’s Foundation for Jeff to travel to the U.S.S.R in the name of world peace. E.J.F. © AudioFile 2019, Portland, Maine

Kirkus Reviews

2019-03-27
A cancer survivor looks back on how personal and family issues affected his diagnosis, treatment, and aftermath.

Though debut author Henigson does go over the discovery of his brain tumor in 1986 at age 15 and the symptoms, surgery, ensuing courses of chemo and radiation, and then a quixotic journey to Moscow, thanks to the Starlight Children's Foundation, in hopes of discussing nuclear disarmament with Mikhail Gorbachev, the fuel powering his narrative is a blend of smoldering anger at his cold, distant father, weary acceptance of his mother's emotional dependence, and wrangles with adolescent libido and depression. Consequently, and notwithstanding worthy views on the arms race and a cogent insight that "battling" cancer is an invidious metaphor ("I wasn't one of the combatants. I was the battlefield"), he comes off as a self-centered and not particularly reflective teen more interested in grinding axes against his neurologist, a certain unsympathetic teacher, and, most particularly, his dad than in offering comfort, coping strategies, or even reassurance that he ultimately found ways of moving past his anger. His account cuts off abruptly with his entry into college and an exclamatory letter of praise from a Russian fan.

Cancer fiction with young characters abounds, but memoirs are rare—so it's unfortunate that when one does come along, it's neither particularly current nor much more than self-therapy. (Memoir. 13-18)

Product Details

BN ID: 2940171909970
Publisher: Penguin Random House
Publication date: 07/02/2019
Edition description: Unabridged
Age Range: 12 - 17 Years

Read an Excerpt

The traffic lights on Colorado Boulevard were timed so well that even on a bike you could get through six or seven of them without stopping. You couldn’t do that the first time you rode, of course, but I’d been cruising down that boulevard every single day since ninth grade let out, racing six miles from my home in South Pasadena to C&H Surplus to see if any new parts had come in for my laser project. By then I could practically make it through those intersections with my eyes shut. It was hot out, your typical Southern California summer, but the breeze that formed from me biking so fast was cooling.
 
My laser project wasn’t just me geeking out. There was an actual point to it: to help get me into space. Kids think the only way to become an astronaut is to start out as a pilot, but Dad told me studying science was a much better route. “Pilot astronauts may get you into space,” he said, “but once there, it’s the science astronauts who do the more substantive work.” The project would look good on my applications to Caltech and MIT—maybe enough to help them ignore how badly I’d blown freshman chemistry.
 
I was coming up on Allen Avenue, where my buddy Paul lived. His dad, a Caltech scientist, was trying to get one of his experiments brought up on the next space shuttle mission. Paul had been gone most of the summer, which, considering the fact he was my best friend, had made life a little boring.
 
Lucia popped into my head then. She’d been out of town, too, which was probably good if I was to have any chance of getting my project completed. We’d made out last summer, just after they let us out of eighth grade.
 
I pedaled harder now, smiling with Lucia on my mind as I soared down the boulevard. As I entered the intersection, I looked across it to see a van quickly approaching from the opposite direction. Its left turn signal was switched on, but it didn’t seem to be slowing.
 
Frantically, I grasped my brake levers, which locked my wheels, causing my tires to lay down a straight black line. I could see the driver now, a middle-aged woman, her eyes elsewhere, as she swung her van into a turn.
 
There was nowhere for me to go.
 
Deep in my gut, there was a crushing panic. The last thing I remembered was flying.
 
 
 
Something that drove me up the wall was all the people telling me how lucky I was to have survived getting smacked by that van. Give me a break, I thought. If I’d actually been lucky, the lady wouldn’t have splattered me in the first place.
 
Huntington Hospital just happened to be the hospital where I was born—exactly fifteen years, four months, and twenty-two days before that lady almost ended my life. After the crash, three people at the hospital told me about my good fortune. The only one I didn’t feel like punching was the really cute nurse with the blondish-brown hair who was standing over me when I first woke up. Actually, until she opened her mouth, I thought it was Lucia hovering over me. But then the lady spoke—“It looks like somebody’s awake”—and it definitely wasn’t Lucia’s voice.
 
“Where am I?” I mumbled.
 
“You’re in an emergency room.” I glanced down at my arm, tracing the tube sticking out of it to a bag hanging on a pole next to my bed. An electronic box below the bag was beeping. I kind of instinctively sniffed at the room, but there were plastic tubes in my nostrils. “You were in an accident,” the nurse continued. I remembered the van crossing in front of me, but that was it. “Can you tell me your name?”
 
“Jeff.”
 
“Do you know what year it is?”
 
“It’s 1986.”
 
“And do you know who our president is?”
 
“He’s an actor.”
 
She laughed and told me I was at Huntington Hospital. After several more questions, she asked for my parents’ names and their phone numbers. I gave her everything and she said, “You really are lucky, you know?”
 
“Maybe I would be if you gave me your phone number,” I said. She was still laughing when I fell back asleep.
 
The next time I opened my eyes, my father, who happened to be a modern-day replica of Abraham Lincoln, was standing at the foot of my hospital bed. He really did look just like Lincoln, from his wrinkled forehead to his long, broad nose to his scraggly beard. On Halloween five years earlier, my dad had opened the door in the same suit he’d worn to work that morning and a little girl said, “Trick or treat, Mr. Lincoln!”
 
Dad didn’t rush over and hug me. He just stood there, his eyes focused in on mine, as I blinked a few times.
 
“How are you feeling, son?” he said. My body was aching everywhere.
 
“Like I just got hit by a van.” I kind of wanted a hug. “Where’s Mom?”
 
“They weren’t able to reach her. They’re going to release you shortly, so you’ll see her soon.” I nodded. “The good news is you don’t have a significant head injury.” Just like the nurse, he went on to tell me how lucky I was.
 
He didn’t actually use the word “lucky.” He said I was “fortunate.” Grandma told me once that my dad never used a two-syllable word when there was a synonym that was longer. The result was that he always sounded professorial—exactly the kind of word he’d use. He was also pedantic, which happened to be one of my favorite words because it described him perfectly. He was so nitpicky about language that you couldn’t make it through a story without being interrupted—and corrected—at least once. My cousin said that was just the way lawyers were, but half of my friends had lawyers as parents, and none of them spoke like that.

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