jjares reviewed on 2/19/2019 + 3413 more book reviews

This is a nostalgia-laden memoir of a young girl named Zippy. She was born in 1965, in the tiny hamlet of 300 folks in Mooreland, Indiana. Zippy observes that the census stays the same because as many people die as are born in Mooreland, which seems rather considerate of the townsfolk.

I must quickly add that there were some off-putting incidents in the book, particularly about animals. Stapling a rabbit's ears to a barn (you don't want to know what happened next), was not my idea of humor. Yes, this was a different day and time, but I didn't see much humorous about the situation.

I was also unnerved by the tale of Zippy's parents that she was obtained from gypsies, through some artful trading. They never seemed to clarify to Zippy that they were joking, which I presume they were.

Maybe I'm reading too much into the story and I should have just rolled along with the humor but the upshot of this story was to remind me that things were simpler and less PC (politically-correct) then.

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