


I didn‘t expect to experience every emotion in this book. I didn‘t expect to even sympathize with the identification with the rural West and the allure of New England. I didn‘t anticipate all the feelings.
Just another picture of Boston, though you can‘t see it from this picture. I went up this hill because you can see the Boston skyline from 30 miles away, and what do I find at the top of the hill but two Adirondack chairs? So New England.