The colorful boyhood of a popular author comes to life in this personal account
Imagine learning from a nosy classmate that your mother is having yet another baby. To Ralph’s classmates, news of one more Fletcher baby is just “scuttlebutt.” But for Ralph, the oldest of nine, being part of a large family means more kids to join in the fun—from making tripods in the woods and “snicking” up the rug to raising chicks and even discovering a meteor (well, maybe). It doesn’t feel like there’s life beyond Marshfield, Massachusetts. Then one day Dad’s new job moves the family to Chicago, and there’s so much Ralph has to leave behind. In this humorous and captivating memoir, Ralph Fletcher traces the roots of his storytelling.
“Written with sagacious eloquence and gentle humor, this work stands strong in the ranks of authors’ memoirs and autobiographies.” —School Library Journal
“Boisterously good times . . . For readers who enjoy imagining what it was like to be a kid in days of yore, this has a certain charm.” —Booklist
“Charming . . . Sensitive glimpses of a close-knit, traditional family.” —VOYA
“This scrapbook of family moments is an amusing, charming and heartwarming memoir about a close family—close in terms of both small house space and their feelings for each other. A snapshot of small-world life that will open readers’ eyes to the bonds of a peerless time and simpler lifestyle.” —Kirkus Reviews