Reviews - What do customers think about Tragedy on Greasy Ridge: True Stories from Appalachian Ohio?
WHAT READERS ARE SAYING ABOUT "Tragedy On Greasy Ridge" Nov 10, 2003
I thoroughly enjoyed this book. I grew up in tobacco country in Brown County, Ohio near Ripley. I was touched by your discussion of visiting your place one last time, wall with peeling paper. Also liked your tobacco stories. Thanks for the excellent collection. Ken Fulton
I enjoyed the wonderful account of life in the area. I too was raised on Williams Creek. Thanks for making the book and bringing my hometown into words I can keep forever. Joy Sheets
The five books you left with me at the Tobacco Museuem were sold by noon the next day. Edith Fath
The religious images you bring forth in your book are familiar to me. I could feel the press of a hard wooden pew against my spine and hear the fervent prayers of old men, broken only by the cries of infants and the flapping of hand held, cardboard fans. Suzanne Hodges
Your book really brought back a lot of memories for me. Some of my relatives are mentioned in your book. Frank Berry
After reading your book I have to tell you how much I enjoyed it. I have three copies--one for reading, one for gift-giving, and one to keep in pristine condition. I remember the covered picnic area where food was served at homecoming. Judith Taylor
I am a Huntington native deployed in Qatar for Operation Iraqi Freedom, and I read of your book in a NYT article. I have found it enjoyable desert reading. Thanks for making Appalachia accessible from so far away. Ben Simerman
WONDERFUL BOOK! Nov 9, 2003
Great stories about Appalachian life. Highly recommended!!!
"Tragedy" somewhat disappointing Oct 26, 2003
I had high expectations for this book, I guess because its about my "home". In Appalachia, it is true that things are s-l-o-w to change. But, when reading a book about the area, you don't want to read about 2 funerals described the very same way. Two unrelated funerals are described: "Mr.Phillips swung open the rear door of the hearse and pulled out..the coffin.Six men in dark wook suites grasped...the coffin and..placed it on a collapsible catafalque."(pg 74) and "The preacher watched as the undertaker swung the back door open...and let it slide slowly toward him. SIx men in fraywed wook suits grasped the handles..and carried it...placed it on a rolling catafalque."(pg 80) Also,"..He moved forward and..rolled the satin lining inside the 1/2 lid. He took a metal rod from his pocket,inserted it..and twisted it shut." and "He worked with seasoned hands, pushing the satin over the body. He..took a metal rod from his pocket,inserted it into the lock & twisted it shut." On pgs 80 & 206, the pianists are described as "A pristine young girl struck a gentle minor chord...and rolled her hands into treble riffs softened by a..foot pedal" & "The girl at the piano sounded a mighty chord in 4/4 time". Its like the author just rearranged words through the whole book. He changed the names and places, but all the other words were strangely similar. There are many examples of this. The same description of dusty roads,flowers in the ditches, and men sitting on car running boards is sprinkled throughout the book. At the end, when the author is describing himself, I was offended that he felt he had to use "words you heard the day laborers in the tobacco field use" in order to sell his books. I might live in Appalachia, but my understanding of words extends beyond the borders of our little country ridge.