Running on Red Dog Road: And Other Perils of an Appalachian Childhoodby Drema Hall Berkheimer
So many people were so charmed by this book that I feel flat not to have shared their joy. I liked it lots, especially her unabashed and unrepentant mischief that made her the kind of kid next door I would have adored to grow up with. I loved revisiting a time in history that I would never know. Maybe if I were twenty years older, or if I'd grown up in the Appalachians, I'd have bonded with this book.
So disregard my lack of excitement and go read other people's reviews. My only complaint is that there really wasn't any confict. It was idyllic to the point of idolized. Could it have been real?
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