I loved this book. There must have been a lot of us in the 1950's who had unusual childhoods. This is one author, I could really relate to, because I, too, was raised in an adult world. I had no idea how to relate to children, and their kind of teasing was so different, and it seemed cruder and more cruel than adult teasing.

I, too, was taken on a delivery route with my father, although I don't remember that part very much. He carried mail to several small post offices in rural northern Montana. Wish I could remember that time, to tell the stories.

I think Catherine was truly blessed to have had a friend like Roy. And the characters he brought into her life in the course of their deliveries were truly amazing and wonderful. I loved the story about Warty. Poor lady was such an outcast, but Cathy empathized and related to her quite well, I thought. Probably one of the only true friends the woman had.

The family's move was sad. It made me think about those days when there were many quirky and quaint little stores that did more than the obvious. It seems a town or village loses a lot when the franchise fast food and chain stores come in and force those little stores out. People had a sense of community in those small places, that was destroyed and never came back again.

Now I have to read After the Falls.