American Girl: Scenes from a Small-Town Childhood

Thank you Mary Cantwell for the glimpse of my childhood hometown just prior to my arrival (e.g. birth). You confirmed all the stories and rumors...knew all the same names and gossip. I laughed out loud reading about the people I knew... their names the same as my friend's parents. I could feel myself walking the same streets, sitting on the same low walls at Blithewold, taking art classes in the chicken cooped art room of Colt School. How you pulled me in along side you. Even Buffingtons! My pharmacist step-father owned this with his Dad later on. I even explored it's dark historical basement but sadly there was no ice cream in my day. An enjoyable read that held me fast. Not so far back in time to feel untouchable yet a town that did not seem influenced like other larger cities...no cookie cutter here. I had to remind myself it was not the 30's or 40's yet later - what a clever trick your words played on me. I am off to find your other novels.