Going out to western Colorado to teach in a two-room schoolhouse in the early days of the previous century must've been a bit like going to Siberia for the Peace Corps. Reading this book made me proud to have been a teacher, though my circumstances were never so tough as these gals experienced (walking to school for a couple of months when my car froze up in Dickinson comes close). At the beginning I thought the author was padding the book with too much extraneous information, like a long dissertation on Woodrow Wilson or the history of American railroads, but as she progressed she focused more on the details of the lives of Dorothy and Ros. I enjoyed the book, and I think some of you would, too.