Not long ago the Big Thicket of East Texas was still one of those places singular in its southernness, like the Mississippi Delta or the Carolina Low Country. Now its old-timers and their ways are nearly gone.
They will not be forgotten, though, for in "My Grandfather s Finger" Edward Swift recalls a Big Thicket populated by family and friends as gloriously vibrant and enigmatic as the land itself. From Camp Ruby to nearby Woodville and all the swamps, bayous, and forests in between, Swift shows us a place and time so fecund with humor, tragedy, and good talk that, in growing up there,...
Not long ago the Big Thicket of East Texas was still one of those places singular in its southernness, like the Mississippi Delta or the Carolina L...
Her mother is considered a living saint; her father a man of science and logic. The daughter's lifelong mission--to destroy the family that murdered her father, distorted her mother's reputation, and ruined her country--is fulfilled on the day she invites the president of the nation to lunch.
Her mother is considered a living saint; her father a man of science and logic. The daughter's lifelong mission--to destroy the family that murdered h...
