Published in 1977. Still looks good for its age. Pages have yellowed, but still very easily legible. Some minor scuffing, scratches, creases. It seems as if it was not read much. No dog ears.
It began in the summer of 1953, in a dusty, sun-drenched southern town, a good place… and a bad place… For Earl, fourteen years old, rooming in Great Aunt Esther’s boarding house, it was good because of his friends – Jojohn, a gigantic, hell-raising brawling Indian – Jayell, an architectural genius who married the wrong girl and couldn’t forget the right one – Tio, small, black, and with a wizard’s skill for making Heath Robinson contraptions… And it was a bad place because of Doc Bobo who ran the town like a feudal baron, patrolling the streets in his Lincoln Continental filled with hatchet men… And inevitably the day came when Jayell, Earl, Jojohn and Tio were fighting Doc Bobo for the life of the town…
“In all its violence and bloodshed somehow dissolve into a warm triumph of humanity – it is an enormously comforting book…” – New York Times Book Review
