When George Garrett winds up to pitch a story, it's a little hard to tell what is fact and what George is making up. What is certain is that the reader is in for a hell of a tale.Ranging widely over his own life and the lives of his nearest and dearest--the quick and not-so-quick--Garrett rewrites personal experience and history pretty much as he will. There is, for example, "My Two One-Eyed Coaches," in which the author looks back with sharp nostalgia on his salad days at military school and at Princeton. He'll reexamine a career in the Army which, in retrospect, is darker than it once seemed. There are wise and irreverent observations on his forebears who fought in the War Between the States. Mix in Garrett's fresh commentaries on the state of politics and the literary swim, and you have a rich stew, fit for a fine palate but with a stick-to-the-ribsness about it.George Garrett's musings should be read in a state of lively comfort. So sit up and settle back: you're in for the best bellyful you've had in a long time. Read Less