Although it might be loosely classified as a memoir, no one has ever written anything quite like this. It describes middle-class childhood in the 1930's through the relationships between five boys, and it breathes of foolishness, fantasy, improbability, and charm. A snake suddenly appears out of a hot air register and disrupts a bridge party, a young violinist forgets how to end his solo at a commencement and plays on (and on), a boat on wheels vibrates itself apart and a mysterious bullhead catfish substitutes for Moby Dick, then vanishes without drowning anybody. The author, a former writer at Time Incorporated who became a distinguished historian, has written an enchanting book, its chapters organized topically rather than sequentially--each devoted to a subject like cowboying, radio serials, wheels, indoor and outdoor games, love of steam locomotives, and discovery of sex. The final chapter suggests that the end of childhood coincides with an awareness that life can be wistful and poignant. And it concludes that buyouts and proto-globalization helped bring an end to that civic and regional integrity which underlay American life before television.