Pages: 280 Size: 5.5x8
There is real fresh air in this wonderful book which captures an American past that is gone forever but deserves the dignity of being mourned without false emotion.
Bruce Catton, whose name is identified with Civil War history, grew up in Benzonia, Michigan, probably the only town within two hundred miles, he says, not founded to cash in on the lumber boom. In this memoir, Catton remembers his youth, his family, his home town, and his coming of age.
With nostalgia, warmth, and humor, Catton recalls it all with a wealth of detail: the logging industry and its tremendous effect on the face of the state, the veterans of the Grand Army of the Republic who first sparked his interest in the Civil War, the overnight train trips on long-gone "sleepers," the days of great resort hotels, and fishing in once clear lakes.
Although he writes of a time and place that are no more, his observations have implications that both underline the past and touch the future.
There is real fresh air in this wonderful book which captures an American past that is gone forever but deserves the dignity of being mourned without false emotion. Bruce Catton, that renowned, crusty Civil War scholar, writes luminously of his boyhood. He has managed to look back with a crisp, winter-morning clarity and to stirringly recreate some of the simple truths and granite facts of a hard life in a hard land.