I wrote this review for the newspaper:
Josh Garrett-Davis couldn't wait to get out of South Dakota and get on with his life. But when he moved to the East Coast, he began to realize how much his life had been shaped by growing up on the Great Plains. This memoir of a young man explores his coming of age in homes broken by divorce, dislocation, politics and geography. He traces his own family history as well as that of the plains, the bison and the American Indians who came before his folk. He looks ahead to the developing movements to "rewild" the plains as the people drain away. He paints the powerful contradictions of the Great Plains, contrasts as sharp as the Badlands themselves: solid rock that disintegrates, an empty landscape that fills the heart, settlers who can't settle down or "prove up." Fittingly, he does it both with and without sentiment: sharing what he can now see from a distance, but with the perspective of a loyal native son.