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...Cotton Mather. He preached the doctrine of sound business practices, quality without ostentation and respectability. The best parts of A Private View deal with the '20s, when moguls were old-fashioned family men who made sure that their values got into their pictures. Selznick gracefully catches the small-town quality about the Hollywood of her childhood. Readers with a sociological eye may detect the beginnings of the suburban style (commuters, private clubs, recreational wardrobes) that would spread decades later...
When buses joined the list of deregulated industries last fall, many travelers feared that large bus companies like Greyhound and Trailways would abandon small-town stations where only a few passengers boarded. The giants plan to eliminate 1,300 stops, but dozens of small operators have entered the field, and in many places, bus service is improving...
Frances thinks nobody knows. "It is in imagining her affair to be a secret that Frances shows a lack of small-town instincts, a trust and recklessness she is unaware of; this is what people mean when they say. . . she has been away. . . She has the outsider's quick movements, preoccupied look, high-pitched, urgent voice, the outsider's innocent way of supposing herself unobserved...
...work. A feat like Least Heat Moon's would be almost inconceivable anywhere else--to travel thousands and thousands of miles, from Nameless, Tenn., to Dime Box, Tex., to Bagley., Mon., to Cape Porpoise. Maine, and never pass outside the U.S. border, except for a small stretch of southern Canada. The faces of small-town America are as varied as their climates and geographies, from the Creoles of Louisiana to the Navajos of Nevada to the Yankees of Vermont. Yet if Blue Highways shows us the wide variation between these people, it makes their similarities even more striking--above...
Least Heat Moon, whose name pays homage to his partly Indian ancestry, does not attempt to romanticize small-town life. Where he sees ignorance and hypocrisy he points it out and some traditions are not all good; as James Walker, a Black in Selma, Ala., tells him. "Ain't nothing changed." Nevertheless, throughout the book, we sense that small-town America, the way it was once known, is suffering its last gasp. Beyond each tree-lined ridge, across each mountain river, it seems, a dreaded red highway--an interstate carrying carloads of sightseers from New York and Ohio --stretches...