This third novel in Updike‘s “Rabbit” series is the best yet. Rabbit is 43, the year is 1979, and he is making money while the economy swan-dives and the culture moves past him. His frantic inner runner still broods and panics and petulantly lusts but it‘s all counterbalanced by the inertia of age and comfort. Old pains plague his college dropout son, though. Trouble is brewing there. I am truly excited to see how this grand, witty series ends.