So far this may have better been titled Imagining Concord - very little of the fist three chapters has much to do with Boston, or even Cambridge. Still there are some lovely passages reflecting on the lengthy literary history of the City on a Hill. I'm probably going to stop here reading it, having now new and hopefully more interesting books to read. But who knows, maybe I'll pick it up again when I'm feeling nostalgic for home...
I'd really like to read this all the way through, but the writing's mediocre and I've avoided reading any further than the first two chapters. It went back to the library today. Maybe sometime when I have more time for good info despite middling writing.